#ikevamp match ups

[sunnyikemen]

Smarty Pants

Pairing: IkeVamp Leonardo x MC

Summary: She was surround by constant reminders of how she didn't quite fit in with the others. She had made progress, and with Leonardo's support she was feeling more and more comfortable in the mansion, but still not fully settled. After a heated discussion with Arthur, though, she decides enough is enough. Much to Leonardo's enjoyment.

Word count: ~2400

Warnings: None!

Notes: This is a gift for @technicolorbirds as part of @ikemenlibrary's My Ikemen Valentine Gift exchange!! I hope you enjoy, Birds :)

***

“Arthur, you’re being gross.”

“All I’m saying, sweetheart, is that a lovely, voluminous skirt leaves a little more to be desired-”

“I don’t care. Women DO wear trousers in the 21st century. They’ve been wearing them since like…the 1920s!”

“Those poor, sexually unfulfilled modern day men. A moment of silence for their losses.”

“You…women look hot in trousers!”

“Must be so sad.”

“Weren’t you literally alive during the 1920s?!”

It had been around half an hour since Leonardo stopped reading his book, his eyes peeking above the pages. A smirk had crept up his face as his gaze dashed between the players of this verbal tennis match. He wondered if he should have left the room when this began, but he was finding it far too amusing. The others rarely challenged Arthur these days, often opting for an eye roll or simply walking away, but she never let him get away with anything. It was refreshing.

And attractive, if he was quite honest.

Leonardo had been keeping a watchful eye since she started living in the mansion. He had heard her footsteps grow stronger, more purposeful, as she explored the halls. He had noticed that the pause between those approaching footsteps and the creak of a door had become shorter, in fact now there was barely a pause at all. And his favourite, was she no longer snuck away back to her own room after their nights together, but rather snuggled up next to him to rest. She was finally settling in. However, he knew there was still some work to do.

“As informative and entertaining as this conversation has been, I unfortunately must be taking my leave now. Can’t leave a lass waiting for too long now, can we?”

He watched her roll her eyes before letting out a huff, “Poor girl. Send her my condolences.”

The comment clearly flew right over Arthur’s head, as he blew her a kiss and slipped out of the room.

Leonardo wasn’t expecting the silence that followed, nor to be met with the back of her head when he glanced up from his book, which he promptly shut and placed it on the table next to him. He waited to see if she would speak first, and when she didn’t, he shuffled over on the sofa and patted the space next to him. The sound finally made her look up, and with a slight gesture from Leonardo, she joined him.

“What is it, cara mia?” She had laid her head on the back of the sofa, and he wasted no time smoothing the hair off her face, letting the strands curl around his fingers before cascading across her shoulder, “You know he just likes to rile you up, you should pay him no mind.”

She sighed, lifting her legs to lay across Leonardo’s thighs. “I know, it’s just moments like that where I realise how differently I see the world than you guys. And I know you all come from different times so none of you really think the same either but,” she let her eyelids droop, sinking into the feeling of Leonardo’s expert hands tracing shapes along her calves and lightly scratching against her scalp. How lucky she is to have the hands of an artist and a genius have their attention fixed on her. “I don’t know. I guess the gap just feels bigger and that makes me feel smaller.”

“I don’t understand how you consistently manage to take the things that make you otherworldly and turn them into insecurities.”

She opened her eyes, only to be met with complete and utter sincerity in the shade of amber, “You don’t understand because you’re an artist. You love those things.”

“You’re right, because they make beautiful art. And who enjoys beautiful art, hm?” When she didn’t answer, he filled her silence. “Let me rephrase that, who doesn’t enjoy beautiful art? Can you think of a single person?”

“I understand your point, grandpa,” she said with a grin, which he easily returned when he felt his words getting through to her, “I just want to be desirable to you, that’s all.”

That statement made him stare a little blankly at her. He knew of her feelings of inadequacy, which he’d promptly tried to squash multiple times before, but undesirable? He doesn’t know a time when he ever lacked desire for her, in fact there were many days where his desire for her proved troublesome. The word “silly” sits on the tip of his tongue but he bites it back. She needed more than a knee jerk comment. She deserved his understanding.

“Cara mia, I’ve been around for a very long time. I’ve seen nearly everything, so nearly nothing is exciting to me now,” his voice lowered, and his head leaned in, “and yet, you fill me with exhilaration even at the mere thought of you. And this is only heightened by how much of you I still have yet to discover. The men in this mansion need to have seen a good thing to finally understand just how good it is. But for me I find-”

Before he could finish his thought, before his hand could finish its journey up her arm and before his lips could reach their final destination upon hers, her eyes widened so wide Leonardo nearly felt reason for concern.

“I HAVE THE BEST IDEA,” she shot up from her place, nearly taking out a pile of her books as she dashed to the door, “THANK YOU, LEONARDO!”

Leonardo was almost dumbfounded at the abrupt explosion, but the thought of mischief he had accidentally facilitated was enough to satiate the disappointment that lingered for only a moment. Nevermind, he’ll prove his previous point to her later.

But for now, he picked his book back up and continued reading, his lips curled in a satisfied smirk at the possibilities of what her wonderful brain would come up with. He knew he was in for a treat, and possibly, so were the rest of the mansion.

He felt smug, however, knowing he would be the only one who’d get to taste it.

***

She flew through the halls of the mansion with ease, her mind fixed on one thing and one thing alone. She reached Leonardo’s bedroom, which had been more or less shared in recent months. She had her own space too, but she simply preferred being in his. She preferred his random, almost illegible notes scattered across his wall, and preferred the subtle smell of pencil shavings, well loved candles and fresh flowers that sat on his windowsill. He only started doing that last one when he met her, she imagined. His room never looked the same as it did when she first entered it, and he never looked more comfortable in it, either.

She left the prickling feeling of nostalgia at the door and immediately moved to his chest of drawers, opening each one with great vigour. Leonardo had always said that anything in his room is fair game, that what’s his is hers. And whilst she didn’t imagine he had this particular item in mind, she felt safe in the assumption that he wouldn’t be in the least bit bothered, as he rarely was.

She had been settling into the mansion for the better part of a year now, and the days of tip-toeing around had long since passed. She had found her place, but too often was she bothered by that prickly reminder that she was inherently different. Not only as the only woman in the mansion, but as seemingly the only one who hadn’t adjusted to the era she found herself in. Certainly the only one was still fighting it.

She enjoyed her talks with Comte over tea, as he was the closest one to understanding her life before, though understanding wasn’t just what she was looking for.

And she supposes that’s how she latched onto Leonardo so fast.

Even though he didn’t have that understanding of what her life looked like before, he had this uncanny ability to trace it back to the root. He reassured and comforted her on things she didn’t realise she needed reassurance or comfort on, but she did. Leonardo knew that. Because he understood.

Everything fell into place after that.

It was easy to find what she was looking for: a pair of trousers she knew he wouldn’t miss. In fact, she doubted she’d ever seen them on him in the whole time they’d known each other. Based on the colour alone, she suspected they were a gift from Comte. Considering the sheer magnitude of their history together, she was surprised by how much they were not Leonardo’s taste. Probably an experiment from Comte. It was sweet that Leonardo kept them, though.

Sweetness aside, and with Comte’s experiment clearly concluded as a failure, she took the trousers and all but marched to Comte’s door. With only a few knocks against the wood, he called for her to enter.

The mischief was clearly written all over her face, as Comte immediately put down his papers and raised an eyebrow.

Her grin was simply delightful as she hid the trousers behind her back, “I have a small favour to ask.”

***

The breakfast hustle and bustle was the same as any other day in the mansion, though with an added buzz as Arthur relayed the events that took place a few days prior.

“Honestly, the things that woman comes up with,” he took a sip of his tea, his ocean irises peaking over the teacup at the man sat opposite to him. He placed it back down into the saucer, leaning back in his chair with an air of pride, “I must say, darling Leonardo, that you really have your work cut out for you.”

“How so?” Leonardo swirled the coffee in his cup with no sense of concern. He knew Arthur was simply playing with him and that he was completely harmless. He very well could have ignored the man, but Arthur needed to be challenged every now and then.

And Leonardo liked to play too.

“You just strike me as someone who doesn’t care for a challenge. As if you can’t be arsed with it.”

“Are you saying she’s challenging?”

Most people would have squirmed under Leonardo’s stare, but Arthur’s eyes only twinkled back at him, “Not challenging, just…troublesome.”

“I thought you liked ‘troublesome’.”

“Oh, I do,” another sip, “very much.”

It seems Comte was the only one to notice the miniscule twitch of Leonardo’s hand and the tightening grip around his cup, as he finally interrupted, “Arthur, I recognise that you’re only having your fun, but I encourage you to be more mindful about how you speak to our newest member of the mansion. She doesn’t know you too well yet, and may not understand your…ways.”

“I think the only reason you find her challenging, Arthur,” Leonardo had his arms crossed on the table, leaning in dangerously, head slightly cocked to one side, “Is because she does such a beautiful job at proving you wrong.”

Arthur smirked, “And how exactly does she do that?”

With gorgeous timing, the door to the dining room creaked open. The tension in the room fizzled out as all heads turned to the figure in the doorway, prompting jaws to drop.

The men were not used to seeing a woman in trousers, but in that split second they had almost forgotten how she’d looked wearing anything else.

Leonardo, with a brain as advanced as his, had already suspected what was happening behind the scenes, but even he was almost at a loss for words. He had seen many, many things in his life. A lot of good, and a lot of bad. A woman in trousers was far from shocking to him.

But she stood so tall, so magnificently powerful and with the cheekiest smirk he had witnessed. The emerald material sat on her figure as though she was carved from marble, as every inch was perfectly tailored to her. The power she held to have silenced a whole room and demanded their eyes’ attention. And yet, of all the eyes in the room, of all the points she was currently proving, her gaze was set on him.

He felt goosebumps tickle his spine.

He spared a quick glance at Comte, who was seemingly taking a sip of his own tea. But he would never be able to hide a smirk behind a teacup from Leonardo.

The sound of her heels hitting the floor echoed in the dining room as she made her way to Leonardo. He stood up to offer his seat, but before he could even utter a ‘good morning’, her lips were on his.

She had always been coy with affection in front of the other members of the mansion, even a simple peck would turn her cheeks rosy. But here she was, hands cupping his face as she melted into him. He didn’t dwell on it for too long, his mind going blank as he brushed his hands against the small of her back and gave her hips a light squeeze. He was moments away from deepening the kiss before she broke it off.

“Are you ready to go?,” she chirped, her smile light and easy as if she hadn’t just turned him into a puddle in her hands.

“I guess I am,” he said, giving her a wink as a silent well played.

“I suppose we’ll see you all later then,” she said to the rest of the room, who’s eyes were still fixed on her.

“Enjoy your Valentine’s Day, you two,” Comte said with a grin, “Behave, Leonardo.”

“I don’t think I’m the one you need to be saying that to, by the looks of it.”

Everyone chuckled, allowing the atmosphere to begin to settle to normal. Arthur, who’s smugness had been replaced by amicable surrender, finally spoke up, “I suppose you win this one, sweetheart.”

She smiled, “I suppose I do.”

Leonardo gave her hand a squeeze, and he felt the tension in her release. He knew that spectacle required some courage from her, and she pulled it off beautifully. He felt at peace knowing she was getting closer and closer to settling in completely, without having to leave any part of herself at the door.

***

Bonus:

Mozart: At least you didn't have to listen to her explain fan fiction.

Arthur: Fan fiction?

Napoleon: It's fictional writing based on existing characters or real people.

Arthur: Oh, so like the Sherlock Holmes collection?

Sebastian: I beg your pardon-

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[ceruleanwhore]

So I’ve seen a lot of headcanons and fics floating around the Cybird/Ikemen fandom spaces about pregnancy or having children, but I have yet to see any childfree content at all, as @sevenai pointed out in a post they made about ikevamp. As such, I’ve put together a list of childfree headcanons for all the ikevamp men for those of us who want such things.

Napoleon — After the tragedy of his only legitimate son’s premature death during his life, I think it’s perfectly plausible that he would not want to try to produce another child of his own. Besides, the children he teaches with Isaac do more than enough to fill the void and warm his heart. I imagine that, at some point, the topic of children would come up and, when his partner would nervously disclose that she doesn’t actually want to have any of their own, he would feel relief.

Leo — Being in a relationship with anyone at all (especially a human) is already more than enough heartbreak, I don’t think he could handle producing a child of his own that he would then have to watch die someday even though no parent should ever outlive their child.

Mozart — This man is obsessive about cleanliness and absolutely cannot tolerate noise. There’s no way in hell he’s ever having a kid.

Arthur — He had five children in his life and so I feel like, for him, he’s already done that and sufficiently fulfilled that desire, so now he doesn’t feel the need to do it over again in this second life. I think he’d be willing to give it a go if that’s what his partner wanted, but I also think he’d be just as content not to.

Vincent — I get that in ikevamp he’s a sweet boy, but he has a past full of tremendous mental health struggles, and I think he’d be afraid of passing that to any potential children. I also think he would be worried about his ability to care for a child.

Isaac — Dude’s already worried he’s going to snack on Comte’s ferret or something, like being in a relationship with a human is PLENTY for him to worry about. Also, he’s a good person who views himself as a dangerous monster, which means he definitely won’t be having kids any time soon. Plus, like Napoleon, he has their little gaggle that they teach and that is genuinely plenty for him. Yeah, I think he’d be perfectly happy to have his partner tell him that there is no desire for children on their part.

Theo — I think he’d be more apathetic about children, where he doesn’t really have a desire for them but he would be willing to have kids if that’s what his partner wanted. He already has his partner, his bother, and his career, and that is more than enough for him to be happy.

Jean — First off, Jean is 19. Secondly, he hates himself and what he is, like Carlisle from Twilight. Maybe he would’ve wanted kids in life, but there is no way in hell he’d want to create half vampire spawn.

Will — Given that he was always running away from his wife and kids in his life, I think it’s safe to assume he never wanted them, even before he died. I think, given the context of his real marriage with Anne, he would be grateful to discover that his partner doesn’t want to have kids with him and it would be another indicator to him that this relationship is actually a good match.

Comte — I think he has no desire of his own for children and I also think he is hella devoted to whoever he chooses to be in a relationship with and will do anything to make them happy, so even if he did want kids he still would 100% fold to a childfree partner. There’s also that element of tragedy like with Leonardo that we’ll also see with Vlad.

Dazai — He’s either actively suicidal or very recently got better and definitely does not feel like he has the capacity to care for a child. Also, someone who hates themselves so much they’d choose to become a vampire solely so they could live long enough to kill their infant self is definitely not going to want to reproduce. Like Isaac, he sees himself as dangerous and I don’t think he would trust himself with something like having kids and I think that being in a relationship is already massively stressful for him.

Sebastian — He has a terminal illness, so there could be concern about passing whatever it is to any future children. He also probably would just not want to have to subject children to dealing with his inevitable, premature death. Even without all that, like if he can get magically cured by Faust or something, I don’t really see him actively wanting to have children, like I think he’d be more of a “travel the world with your partner in a delightfully comfortable DINK arrangement” kind of guy.

Vlad  — Yeah I think he’d 100% just be a “whatever you want” guy who values his partner above all else, including potential people who don’t exist yet.

Faust  — He’s kinda weird with kids tbh in a way that reminds me of myself — uncomfortable but kind of nice and gives in easily to whatever they want — which makes me think he doesn’t really like them and doesn’t really want them. I could see him kind of wanting to reproduce with a human as an experiment, but I really don’t see him genuinely desiring to have children.

Charles  — I get the vibe that he’ll be a very possessive yandere once he’s in a relationship and won’t want to share his partner with anyone at all, including potential children of their own. He actually gives me the impression that even if his partner came to him and shared that they genuinely wanted to have children with him, he might insist they not because of this trait of his.

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[ikeromantic]

IkeVamp Boys React to Tattooed MC pt 1

Le Comte, Leo, and Napoleon!

Le Comte de Saint-Germain

"What's this?" He slips a hand beneath the edge of your blouse, lifting it up to see your back. "A flower?"

You blush. "Y-yeah. I just really liked the design, the colors. Is it - do you like it?"

His fingers trace the edges of the ink. "It is like finding artwork within a work of art." Le Comte leans close, his breath ghosting against your skin. "I wonder what other surprises you are hiding."

Leonardo

"Cara."

You look up from your book to meet his warm gaze, lips turned up in a slight, wry smile.

His hands grip your leg gently and extend it from your curled spot in the chair. Calloused fingers peel your stocking off, and send a little shiver through you. "Is this a bird?" Leo turns your leg to look at the tiny tattoo just above your ankle.

"Erm. Yes. My friend and I got matching ones when we graduated? It means freedom. Flying high. Going places." You try to explain, but it's hard to think with his thumb stroking little circles over the ink.

"I see." He lets go and stands.

"What are you doing?"

Leo glances at you over his shoulder as he rummages on his nightstand. "Going to design you something. For us."

Napoleon

He's been looking at your wrist tattoo on and off all afternoon. Ever since he noticed it in the kitchen, when your sleeves were rolled up. Exasperated at his open curiosity but complete silence, you finally bring it up.

"So. What do you think?" You hold up your wrist, displaying the tiny, colorful butterflies there.

Napoleon examines the tattoo, brushing his fingers over it. "I didn't want to pry but . . . were you a sailor?"

You laugh and shake your head. This only seems to concern him more.

"A prisoner then?"

"No! Oh my God no! Why would you even think that?" You laugh, somewhat horrified by the question.

"Then . . . how were you marked?"

You explain this was something you got because you loved the design and the meaning, transformation.

Napoleon listens intently, nodding along. "I think I understand," he says when you finish. His lips press gently to the spot, as if sealing it with a kiss. "Change should leave a mark behind, a symbol of what was and what could be."

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[cloudcountry]

i have a lot of hair clips/pins/accessories and i'm handing them out to the ikevamp suitors while i wait for a mystic messenger chatroom RAHHHHH

i’d give napoleon my dark blue rose bobby pins. i think they suit him but also im thinking they might blend into his hair too much OOPS. maybe the small white rose hair clip too? it matches his hair and i think he’d look pretty C:

mozart gets my light pink bow no question. i think it would look pretty in his hair but idk how it would work with his eyes since they're so BAM. but i should stop overthinking bc this isn't about MATCHING this is just me being cute. but yes i think mozart should put his hair up and put a little bow in there. i will do it for him.

leonardo gets my little hand painted purple & black pins. also i want to put his hair in a stupid ponytail. i think it would be pretty actually. oh btw he would totally fall asleep if i played with his hair im just saying. i feel like that's canon.

if arthur wouldn't make it WEIRD i’d give him my baby blue rose pin and one of my hand painted yellow hair pins. i think they’d look pretty in his hair C: he has shorter hair so unfortunately i can't give him my big floral hair clip BUT. i’d like to think those two pins are enough.

vincent gets my other hand painted yellow hair pin and the blue/yellow one as well. they came in a set of three and they were so van gogh coded i couldn’t resist. i would give him my white bow simply because he deserves everything soft and lovely in his life. also my light pink rose pin. i adore him.

theodorus gets my silly little pink ribbon hair clip simply because i think it would be so goofy on him. he’s intimidating!! he’s a big tough man!! and then there’s a bundle of pink ribbons in his hair awww :((( it’d be so cute cmon!!

ISAAC MY BABYGIRL!!! I BOUGHT AN APPLE HAIR CLIP JUST FOR HIM but as much as i want to give that one to him i wouldn’t dare. i will give it to him in secret so arthur and dazai don't tease him. aside from that, i’d give him my pink chrysanthemum and pink lily hair pins. also i have a really frilly pink hair clip that i don't even know how to describe,,, but he gets that one too because he’s perfect.

jean gets my dark blue hair painted hairclip and my bedazzled flower hair pin because he needs some shine in his life. ALSO i have a little hair bow with a kitty cat pattern and it’s cute. plus it single handed cured my ailments when i found it two years ago so yea. it’s adorable. take it jean.

dazai gets my purple flower hair clips. they’re both roses and i didn't realize i had two so i wore them over and over not realizing they were the same pin until i had them both in my hands and were staring at them like o.o so yea. confusing!! vexing!! just like dazai.

i can finally remember how to spell comte!! HE GETS MY LEMON HAIR CLIP. i think it’d be funny. my only hangup is if i tried to give him something i’m worried he’d be like “omg” and take me shopping and then we’d buy like fifty stores worth or hair accessories.

i have a really classy silvery hair clip i think would really suit sebastian!! based on the routes i’ve played he always seems to care deeply for the mc and i think he’d treasure it. which is nice because it's really pretty :D

shakespeare gets my dusty pink rose pin, and my giant ass purple flower pin. i don't even know what flower it is it's just bigger than the rest of them and that's dramatic as hell!! good for him!! also he gets my red flower pin from my childhood that has a center made of little bead things that are very Texture.

VLAD GETS MY TWO STRAWBERRY HAIR CLIPS. one can be used to hold his hair back and the other one is a little bow with a strawberry charm in the center. he likes strawberries and i don't know much about him anyway. ALSO HE GETS MY RED ROSE HAIR PIN. he’s very red and it suits him!!

i have a gorgeous silver butterfly hair clip that i think would look really nice on faust. i would also give him my grape charm hair bow for hilarity's sake. but really, the butterfly one would look stunning in his hair. actually i can’t get that mental image out of my head now.

charles is so cute. i would give him one of my floofy hair clips that i don't even know how to describe and my cherry hair clip. also my other dusty pink flower hair pin. i feel like he’d cry though :(( like darling ACCEPT MY AFFECTION YOU ARE SO ADORABLE.

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[gunraekae]

love transcending time - aka ikevamp unnecessarily narrated

>ikemen vampire

>everyone x reader

>a/n: dont mind me just leaving my cave to post this

trust i have a headcanon style post in the works and uploaded sometime in the next week or so, i'm just a bit overwhelmed with term papers and stuff sorryyy

enjoy and have a wonderful day dear

Chapter II: The Banquet

At the foot of the staircase was the mysterious gentleman I encountered at the Louvre. He gave a pointed glance to the men. At the sight of him, a wave of relief surged through me and I ran down the staircase towards him. 

“It’s you!” I hurried down and stopped short in front of him. Suddenly remembering my composure, I clarified the situation, “Pardon, but do you remember me? We met in front of the ‘Coronation of Napoleon’ and you helped me.” 

 I was met with a warm smile, “Of course I remember you.” Alright, I can ask him about an exit—any exit—and I can get a ride back to my aunt. 

Before I could ask him for directions, my saviour “Leon,” stepped in between us. “She says she came here through your door. Did you bring her?” His tone, and the way he hid me from the prying eyes of everyone, all of it feels as if he was… protecting me. 

“I did not. I can give you my oath if you wish,” the gentleman mused, “her arrival is just as surprising to me.” 

“Then how did she get here?” Although the men didn’t seem hostile, what they were talking about still made me uneasy. What did they mean by “his” door? And why did they talk about “my arrival” as if it was an impossible feat? Where even am I? I don’t understand at all. Something is very wrong here. I just need to get out. At the new wave of apprehension, I remember my aunt. She must be so worried. How long has it even been? I rummaged around my pocket for my phone. 2:50 pm. No signal. What is going on? 

I found the last ounce of courage I had and interjected, “You’ve been very kind, but I really can’t stay. I was supposed to meet up with someone. We’re still in the 1st arrondissement, yes? Where the Louvre is? That door there, does it lead outside?” I asked my questions rapidly before anyone could interrupt me. 

His expression turned difficult, “Hmm… I’m afraid the answers you seek will only confuse you more.” My pleading gaze met the gentleman’s golden eyes. “This isn’t the place for a long discussion, however. Would you join me for dinner, chère?” I asked a yes or no question. Any rationality left in my mind crumbled, and it seemed to show on my face, as the gentleman hurriedly added, “Tonight’s banquet is a rare occasion for us. But afterward, I will answer all your questions. S’il vous plait.” With a sigh, I resigned myself to his wishes. After all, if there was any person who knew my predicament, it was him. 

Having owned a travel blog, I’d been to many hotels, from the hidden gems to the 5-star establishments, I’d seen it all. The gentleman’s dining room was unlike anything I’d ever seen. A stretching room with a long, clothed table with fourteen high-backed wooden chairs framing it. The mahogany walls had intricate wooden carvings around the high ceiling, and a warm atmosphere coated the room with the chandeliers and the candelabras. Four men were already seated. 

The beautiful pianist with the sharp tongue sat at the far end, secluded from the others. He was true to his statement from before—he truly looked displeased in being here. 

Around the centre of the table sat two men beside each other. 

“Must’ve been something pretty important to keep us waiting here. One second longer and I would’ve left.” The first man’s voice was familiar, being the Englishman’s companion in the hallway I entered. His husky voice, with the Dutch accent, matched his appearance—domineering and brusque. He had slicked-back, brown hair and steely blue eyes with a cold expression. He donned a long grey coat, fastened with gold accessories on top of a dark blue sweater, layered over a neat white button-up; basically, what a sensible businessman would wear if he was born a century ago. His tall stature and strong build were noticeable, with him being the largest of the men so far. 

“Now, now. Getting angry about dinner is not going to make the food come out any faster.” The second man seemed the exact opposite, being much easier on the eyes. He had fluffy blonde hair, and even though the two had the same blue eyes, this man was so warm, you almost couldn’t tell. His dimpled smile was almost angelic. He wore a shorter dark brown coat with a yellow sweater on top of a white shirt, but the most attention-grabbing piece was his long yellow scarf loosely wrapped around him. He was somewhat smaller than his presumed brother. 

“I have to be angry for two, mijn broer,” the gruff one said. The two Dutch brothers seemed close despite being polar opposites. 

The kind brother’s eyes landed on me, and he gave a welcoming smile, “Who’s that? Do we have a guest? It’s nice to meet you!” 

My uneasiness was somewhat alleviated by his warm character. He looked like the paintings of the angels I’d seen in the musée. A few words from him make me feel like everything’s better. We need more people like him. 

The fourth man was sat a little ways away from everyone, head down and eyes studying the piece of tablecloth he was fiddling with. He looked slightly younger than the others, his innocent cherry eyes matched his auburn hair. He wore a sensible white button-up with a grey vest that had a red lapel. A golden button of an apple was stitched to the collar, giving his otherwise professional outfit an almost adorable finish. 

His gaze darted around the room, briefly meeting mine then quickly returning to the tablecloth, “Whoever you are, have you considered sitting down? There’s a queue behind you waiting to get in, you know.” His voice was light and airy with a crisp English accent. 

The Englishman’s chipper voice greeted the shy boy, “Newt, old boy, you do care!” 

He bristled, “Can you desist calling me that wretched—!” “Newt” placed his hands on the table, as though intending to stand up. 

A disciplinary clap sounded behind me. “That will be enough of that, you two. I require good manners at my table.” The gentleman gave everyone a warning look masked by his cordial smile. “Let’s be seated. There’s a few empty chairs, but we’ll have to start the toast without them.” The butler had already snuck into the kitchen, presumably preparing the dinner. The Englishman sat beside the gruff Dutch brother while “Leon” sat beside the shy boy. He gave me a warm glance as if reassuring me that I was safe here. I couldn’t muster up a smile, so instead I gave him a timid nod. Meanwhile, the gentleman gently placed a hand on my back and guided me to a seat beside his, which was at the head of the table. 

The various personalities together seemed as if they wouldn’t mesh well together, but surprisingly, with everyone seated down, it felt like they were all a family. 

“A vôtre santé!” The gentleman raised a glass filled with golden champagne in a toast. A chorus of toasts responded to him by the men. While most of the men kept drinking, the pianist took one sip before quickly placing down his glass. Not quite trusting the gentleman from his elusiveness, but wanting to be courteous, I pretended to take a sip instead. I was too wary. Too much didn’t make sense. It should be almost 3 in the afternoon, and yet I was having dinner in a strange mansion. I should have been at the Louvre with my aunt, and now I’m dining with seven strange men. Interrupting my thoughts, the butler brought out the first course. To say the food looked like a culinary masterpiece was doing it injustice. It was a classic French spread, the sort that I had at the hotels but somehow even better. Still, I remained wary and didn’t make a move. Instead, I turned my attention to my companions. Who are all these men? They seemed normal, if not odd, but their appearances were so unusual. And they were all from different countries, so was this an international meeting of some kind? They don’t seem to be friends, but it felt like there was an ambiguous intimacy between them all. The gentleman, noticing my uneasiness, inclined his glass my way. 

“Let us toast to tonight’s most glorious and miraculous encounter. Santé.” His alluring gaze was comforting, if not off-putting in its warmth. “...à la vôtre.” With such a direct toast, it was impolite not to respond in turn. I timidly raised my glass to his. He finished the rest of his champagne, locking his gaze with mine. Feeling guilty and slightly charmed, I took a small sip of mine. Unfortunately, it tasted wonderful. 

I turned back towards the food laid out in front of me. My stomach quietly grumbled; embarrassed, I looked around hoping no one noticed. Wishing to justify my hunger, I rationalized that it would be insulting if I didn’t eat. I tried the terrine. Pheasant with fresh basil. And it tasted as exquisite as it looked. The bisque was delicious too. You can taste the crab. It’s thickened just right! I closed my eyes. Whoever made this food should be as famous as Gordon Ramsay. My increasing satisfaction with the food was noticed by the gentleman, and awkwardly, I chirped, “My compliments to the chef.” The butler from earlier, who dutifully stood by the kitchen’s entry seemed to relax from his stiff composure. 

He chuckled, “he’ll be pleased to hear that.” Whether it was the champagne or his ardent smile, my nerves considerably eased. Maybe he’s just a harmless nobleman and I’m overthinking everything. Really, if you looked at this scene objectively, I was having a perfectly pleasant evening. Wasn’t this the sort of romantic adventure I was looking for in coming to Paris? 

At the gentleman’s words, the men’s amicable chatter was silenced. “You’ve outdone yourself again Sebastian.” His disarming charisma powered over the room. He looked over the men and said, “I believe we should take this opportunity to introduce ourselves to our guest. I will start us off. Everyone has taken to calling me Comte de Saint-Germain.” Comte? A whole count? Maybe that explains this old-word aura he has. “And once again, it’s a pleasure to meet you, chèrie.” 

“Oh no, the pleasure’s all mine, Comte,” I mumbled, slightly flustered at his manners and my lack of it. I could feel the manor’s members’ eyes on me, and my face warmed at the attention. God, I’m making such a fool of myself. Le Comte de Saint-Germain next turned to his servant. 

“This hard-working butler and the chef of tonight’s excellent banquet is Sebastian,” he fondly introduced. The stern butler from earlier formally bowed. 

“It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance,” he said. He spoke English with a faint Japanese accent. The butler Sebastian—how conveniently named. 

The Comte turned back towards me, “It occurs to me we haven’t heard your name yet. I’d be pleased to know it.” 

There can’t be any harm in telling them that. “I’m… MC,” I clumsily introduced myself. I avoided the eyes of everyone in the room, incredibly self-conscious and still apprehensive. 

“That’s such a pretty name,” the kind Dutch brother piped up. His angelic face, which was sat across from me, was the first to reply, “I wasn’t expecting someone like you to turn up here. I hope we can be friends.” I finally raised my head and met his eyes to be polite, and his expression looked relieved at that. “I’m Vincent van Gogh, I’m a painter. It’s really nice to meet you.” I almost choked on my spit. A painter… named Vincent van Gogh. Is this some kind of themed event? Hoping not to seem offensive at my clumsy actions, I mustered a smile back. He seemed too kind to deserve my stupidity. “And this is my little brother. Go on, Theo, introduce yourself.” 

“Vincent” gently nudged his brother, the gruff Dutch businessman. 

“Theodorus van Gogh. I’m an art dealer. Don’t confuse me with my brother.” 

“I’ll, uh, try my best.” They couldn’t be more opposite. I’m not confusing you two. “You’re not getting anything else from me. Introduction’s over.” To hammer in his point, he took a pocket watch from his coat and tapped it repeatedly, tap-tap-tap, to show that he had better things to do. How could Vincent be older? Theo had me pegged as the older brother with his seriousness. Realizing I was staring at the two of them in puzzlement, my gaze returned to the table. 

Sitting to the right of Theodorus was the shy boy, “Newt,” who was difficult to make eye contact with, the both of us too nervous. If he could’ve curled up into a ball to be swallowed up by the ground, he would have. That being said, doesn’t he live here? I had more of a reason to be afraid of him than he was of me. “I’m Isaac. Isaac Newton. I study physics.” 

“Nice to meet you… Isaac,” I choked out. A physicist named Isaac. They can’t possibly be serious. Despite the absurdity of this situation, I was still fearful of being deemed impolite. “Wait. Should that be ‘Sir Isaac—?’” 

Suddenly, one of the dining room windows burst open. To my surprise, a man climbed in from the outside. I flinched from my seat and quickly glanced around to gauge everyone’s reactions. To my surprise, not a single person looked even remotely startled. The man, who had dark hair and strikingly yellow eyes chuckled sheepishly as he struggled through the window. He had such an easygoing smile that betrayed his serious eyes. He had an old Taisho-style kimono, with a dark purple haori, black hakama, and an unbuttoned white shirt. “Well, well, would you look at that? I’m a little late, aren’t I?” He’d just about fully entered the room when his sleeve got stuck, “...In we go.” He pulled at it comically, his actions humorously exaggerated and ineffective. 

“God’s Truth, can’t you use a door?” Isaac sighed. 

“And keep everyone waiting? No, no, the window’s a much faster entrance.” He smiled, nonchalant about his sleeve still caught by the window. He caught my bewildered eyes. I sat back down, but couldn’t wrench my eyes away from the bizarre scene. “Oh, hello there, young one. Why, I’m happy to see you here. How’s your dinner been?” 

“It’s…good,” I sputtered out. 

“Isn’t it? Well, it’s a Sebas-kun meal, so you really can’t expect anything less. You wouldn’t believe how fast his cooking gets gobbled up here.” He nonchalantly mused and sat on Isaac’s right, who then slithered away from him. 

“Not to worry, you arrived just in time. We were just introducing ourselves to our new guest here.” 

“In that case, I’m Osamu Dazai, just a poor writer struggling to make his way in the world.” His eyes closed with his carefree smile, which made him all the more handsome. 

“Osamu Dazai. The writer. Okay.” I took a quick swig of my champagne. If I had to listen to the rest of these wild introductions I needed to be less sober. Should I have introduced myself as Marie Antoinette or something? I took a quick glance at the “van Gogh” brothers, who had started this odd chain of improv introductions. His smile seemed too innocent to be trying to fool me like this. Who the hell are these people? Is this some sort of prank? I glanced back at my now-empty glass. Was there something in my drink? 

Skipping several empty chairs was the beautiful and cold pianist I’d met earlier. The Englishman called him “Wolfie,” but I bet that’s probably short for—

“Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart. Composer.” Called it. His character seemed the least to play along in whatever nonsense chain the others made up. Of course, the pianist would be called Mozart. 

“...Hello, Mozart,” two words I never thought I’d utter in my life. 

The cheeky Englishman from earlier, who was practically buzzing with excitement piped up, “I do believe I’m next! I’m Arthur Conan Doyle. Mystery writer.” I pursed my lips and looked down at the table, uncertain whether I should laugh or sigh. “And don’t call me Sir, just Arthur. As long as I get to call you MC.” I quickly glanced up at him, and his eyes twinkled with delight. He, I could see was capable of making up this joke. But then, did that mean everyone was lying to me? No, not lying. They have to be pseudonyms. I looked around once again at everyone. 

Vincent. 

Theodorus. 

Isaac.

Dazai.

Mozart. 

Arthur. 

They have to be. Maybe they have to use fake names to keep their real identities a secret for some important reason. 

“I believe that leaves you.” Le Comte’s silky voice interrupted my racing thoughts. Only my hero remained. My protector. He was the only one who was genuinely on my side. The one who wanted me to get out of here. He promised to answer my questions. I trusted him, albeit instantly. But he couldn’t possibly lie to me too. 

With his eyes that hid nothing, my saviour looked at me and said, “Napoleon. Napoleon Bonaparte… I’m a soldier.” 

#cybird ikemen #ikemen series #ikemen vampire #ikevamp #ikemen vampire x reader #ikevamp x reader #ikemen vampire arthur #ikemen vampire mozart #ikemen vampire napoleon #ikemen vampire vincent #ikemen vampire theo #ikemen vampire comte #ikemen vampire sebastian #ikemen vampire isaac #ikevamp isaac

[kissmetwicekissmedeadly]

4 years, 40 facts about me loving napo... let's go 🏃🏻‍♀️

...or as @leonscape called it, 40 "Mopoleon" facts?! (picrew link)

the date of our "anniversary", June 19th, is one day after the date of the battle of Waterloo 💀

both our given names are of Italian origin

we're both leo zodiac signs

our birthdays are 8 days apart, in the same month

he's my first otome route ever played

i've only played his route once, in July 2019

i've never seen his dramatic ending

my first impression of him on a teaser tweet of ikevamp EN was that he looks like an asshole, and I didn't like his looks either...

my falling for him was utterly illogical as despite these thoughts I put him on my phone wallpaper a few days later (still before the release of ikevamp EN)

as of right now ao3 says he appears in 59 of my posted works: the total number of fics I have published with him is higher as a few of those are stand-alones in a multichapter fic (napoleon bday prompts 2019 +9, yumeweek 2020 +5, mini requests +4, headcanons +11 ) ...he appears in about 1/3 of all my fics!

we share a hobby of reading biographies! the official ikevamp character sheets state it as his hobby

our height difference is 18 cm

the @xxsycamore blog exists solely because of him, as well as my passion for writing - I started this blog because I wanted to express my love in some kind of creative way, as previously (and for the longest time) I thought my medium would be art instead of writing

despite that, my first ever posted fic is not with him but with Arthur!

I've always loved languages but he had influence over my choice of learning especially french in uni. It's hell but I don't regret it at all

I have a playlist with sleepy-themed songs for him 🥺

birds are my favorite animals (any kind) and he has a pet eagle!!

our mbti personality types are a so-called perfect match! infp + enfj

I don't like black-haired, blue-eyed men because of him, it was my type before him too! (not many such ikemens around but I have a handful of faves like that from other media)

as the fictional napoleon bonaparte is light years away from the historical figure, I thought I wouldn't be interested in learning about him - until I ended up reading multiple books on him, the thickest of which 680 pages... while I don't mix the two in my head, the napoleonic era history (+ russian empire history) is still pretty cool to know imo!

there's hardly any writer around here who hasn't received a napoleon request from me at least once... I'm so sorry...

it is implied in the game that napo has kissed boys (they were taking turns waking him up and they all know of his habit......) which gives me enough reason to headcanon him as bi....like me 🥺

I really suck at completing the bday creation challenges I host for him, as last year I did 0 prompts and the year before that 2....but in 2019 I did 10!

I love making bday gifts. I love birthdays. I don't have the exact number but last year a lot of characters received a bday fic from me but not napo 💀 partly because I was shadowbanned back then!

the only real tradition I have when it comes to his bday is to make homemade crepes since it's his favorite food! but my favorite part is eating them...

I still haven't watched the movie "Napoleon & Me"...

I don't have much napo merch, but I do have the Naplushieon doll which is plenty

I was still in highschool (11th grade) when I fell for him 🥺🥺🥺 it feels like ages ago

I love the song written for the ikevamp stage play and sung by his voice actor Nobunaga Shimazaki, "Lucida", so much you can even find it and play it on my blog... recently some kind soul uploaded the whole version on youtube (I've been waiting for so long....) and I haven't been the same since

my dream napo merch is the clothes hanger with his neck and face so that I can hang my silly little sundresses on him (I'm going to make it on my own actually, just watch)

after having so many random fic ideas for him that will never see the light of day, I accepted the facts at last and now I feel so much better and more chill

I'm currently working on fanart series where I try to post one tablet-drawn art of him every month... I have trouble keeping them simple as desired sometimes but I'm having lots of fun while learning (I still consider myself fairly new to drawing with my tablet)

once I wrote a death anniversary fic for napo!

the best napo song i've discovered so far is Wings by Su!YoON!

I don't know. anything. about his sequel. i just know the cgs. not that is hard to avoid spoilers LMAO

my most favorite napo cg is the 5th bday one (where they're in a field of roses) (it was on my phone's background for a very long time)

my most favorite napo card...that's a trick question but I think the one that is on the left banner in my blog (desktop view)

yes, yes I do want to go to Corsica one day what about it. I have a lot of other dream trip destinations too!

yes, I do love Napoleon cake (It's a russian recipe) (it was my bday cake in 2020)... but so do I love a whole lot of other cakes...!

Fact number 40 is that I love Napoleon a normal amount 😇 nono listen!! I do talk a lot about him, and here I tried compilating facts that are not too cheesy: believe it or not there are days I don't think about him, ok! I never pressure myself to get all the event bonus stories, or to always have a fic ready for him... in a world where im a worrywart about anything and everything, he's my safe place? my chill place? And if I begin to think about the gigantic mass of things surrounding him that are exactly aligning with what I love, with what comforts me, with what traits im looking for in a person, i'm going to get dizzy. So let's end this here with me saying, ily so much Napoleon 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 im such a nunuche sometimes but im your nunuche ‼️‼️

#ikemen vampire #ikevamp #ikemen vampire napoleon #ikevamp napoleon

[ifthiswingscouldfly]

Ikemen vampire match up event

Hey guys this is my first event for me so go easy okay? And let's start together.

What is this event about? As you read above it is a match up event for ikemen vampire only.

What is the rules? The rules is:

Choose 10 posts I wrote from my masterlist and reblog them to your blog.

Then send me a match up request including your:

- Outside look (hair/eye color, height... etc)

- personality (mention at least 3 positive and negative traits)

- Hobbies.

- Likes and dislikes.

- MBTI and zodiac sign.

- Love language.

- Aesthetic (Optional).

What will you receive? 1) your match 2) A description of the relationship.

Can you specify a suitor you want to be matched to them? Of course you can and this go along with what you don't like to be matched to.

And also please write me if you want the HC to be NSFW or SFW. ( Necessary)

When will it start? It will start on 5th/Jul/2023.

When will it end? 20th/Jul/2023.

Can you send me before 5th/Jul? Yes of course but I will never submit it before the date.

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Tags:

@who-ever-said-i-was-nice @niphredil-14 @spoopy-fish-writes @unknownpersblog @daisiesandshakes @alby-rei @namine-somebodies-nobody @yanderepuck @bluesparklingmoon @ikevamp-shrine @ikevampharem @kissmetwicekissmedeadly

(Feel free to ignore if you don't want to participate!)

#ikemen vampire #ikemen vampire napoleon #ikemen vampire mozart #ikemen vampire leonardo #ikemen vampire arthur #ikemen vampire theo #ikemen vampire vlad #ikemen vampire vincent #ikemen vampire isaac #ikemen vampire dazai #ikemen vampire shakespeare #ikemen vampire faust #ikemen vampire charles #ikemen vampire sebastian #ikemen vampire comte

[dove-da-birb]

you should totally make a list with all the stuff you've been shipped with because I'm losing count (I'm not)

Characters I've Been Shipped With; a somewhat comprehensive list

Azul & Jade (match-up by Soru)

Malleus (via a tarot reading with Hydra)

Dire Crowley (Melice from a reblog chain)

Rook (match-up by Ryker)

Sebek (for a brief moment, also by Hydra)

Idia (Hydra again)

Chevalier [Ikepri] (Auburn said we'd be an old married couple)

Dazai [Ikevamp] (Melice & Auburn)

Tino Maes [Court of Darkness] (Ithseem)

Some others

Trey

Silver

Floyd

I'm probably missing a few, but I can't remember

#saki! #the great dove shipping wars #people find it entertaining so i humour them

[lukkabloom]

Fun facts abt residents & castle trio according to Ikevamp Radio (ヴァンなま) Part 6

Episode 23: It's backkk!!

(I decided to put timestamps so ppl can watch/skip certain sections if they want to)

So apparently Morishi has officially taken over Makki’s role as MC as Makki is nowhere to be found haha.

Anyways we literally have 3 special guests in this video Horie Kazuma (Comte’s VA), Kamio Shinichiro (Faust’s VA), and Kijima Ryuichi (Charles’s VA) bc they’re celebrating Comte’s JP route release & the start of Act 2 of the game

Kijima & Morishi gives off the same vibes lol

Morishi introduces Faust’s character profile. The four start talking abt how if there was a person like Faust irl, they would not want to be friends w him even when he is good-looking

(38:00) There’s a new (?) segment called “Faust & Charles, What would you do?” where you (MC) are placed alone w Charles/Faust in a certain situation, and then the VAs will say the line out

The situation for Faust’s is… “you are falsely accused of stealing an art piece in a museum and are feeling down. Watching you, Faust says something to you. What does he say?” the options that the audience votes for are 1. “If you are feeling guilty for your crimes, I’ll listen to what you have to say… Haha, I’m kidding. If you continue to look so down, I’ll bully you even more” 2. “I know that you are innocent, but your struggling expression is  nice, too” 3. “It’s cheap! It’s cheap! The tuna’s cheap! Miss, if you have time to contemplate, go buy our tuna!” If the people can vote on the correct answer, the VA will say the line, but if they choose the wrong line, Horie will say the line instead (not as Comte but as a random dude)

(41:20) Option 2 was chosen, and it was not the correct, so Horie said funnily lol. Kamio says that the viewers are kinda dumb (baka)

(42:58) Morishi has Kamio say Faust’s line, so he says line 1 anyways

So apparently, there’s a second situation haha. Setting #2 is “It’s been around an hour deciding which glasses would fit you the most. You can’t decide which one would be the best. Faust says one thing while watching you struggle. What does he say?” 

The options are 1. “It's cheap! It’s cheap! The squid’s cheap! What about you use the squid-ring-fries as your glasses?” 2. “What about it? It’s one possibility to match glasses with me” 3. “How long are you going to ponder on for? Your face will not change, so just be who you naturally are” 

(45:34) The chosen line is… the third one!! Kamio says it yayy!!

(46:24) Onto Charles’s situation #1!! “An illness? It might be the flu… You’re not at your best and you zone out for a bit. Watching you, Charles tells you something. What does he say?” 1. “Are you okay? Here, come on my bed. Lay down, I’ll give you a hug… I’ll warm you up.” 2. “You’re sick? Then I’ll catch it for you. Get better soon” 3. “Why’re you catching a cold! If you have the time to catch a cold, you should finish making this sashimi!”

Horie will be reading the line if the audience chooses the incorrect one. (I feel like Kijima will be reading the legit one either way lol)

(48:30) The chosen one was… the first one!! Which was the correct one, therefore we get good voice lines :)) 

(49:13) Horie says the sashimi line haha

(49:45) Situation no 2 is “You’re eating out with Charles. You casually say ‘What really is love…?’ Replying, Charles says something. What does he say?” 1. “Hmm… I don’t really know, but is it love when I want to eat you? I don’t mind if you take a bite off of me.” 2. “What is love? Why don’t you try to find the answer… with my body.” (OMG I CANT THERES NO WAY I TYPED THAT lemme wash my hands and eyes) 3. “What is love? I don’t know. Go ask Nishino Kana or something! You wanna see me so much that you’re shaking? Then I’m shaking all year! I’m dying from the cold in the summer!” HAHAHA

(51:17) the correct answer was… answer 1!! Which was chosen as well

(51:57) Horie’s version AHHAHAHH he says line 3 he’s so funny

We get more lines from the two VAs since we got them correct (ignoring the mistake on Faust’s first one) (53:02) Faust says “Hmm? You have good instincts. I’m more curious about you. I’ll adore you like a guinea pig, so just roll around on my palm.” (53:57) Charles’s line “I had a feeling you were able to understand me. From now on, let’s spend a lot of time together. And then… you can love me even more”

(58:39) “I love yu” segment woooo. It’s a conversation between Faust and Charles, so no Sebas or Comte. (Wait they have baths at the castle?? Why am I surprised at this point)

Charles: “Doctor~ Would you like me to wash your back?” Faust: “I’ll be leaving” Charles: “Wait! Wait! Since we're together, let’s hang out.” Faust: “...How many times have you done that when I’ve been bathing? There are others who are willing to spend the night with you or hang out with.”

Charles: “Sigh, I had a feeling you were going to say that, so I’ve hidden the Doctor's clothes. If you leave the bath, you’ll be out naked” Faust: “Doing something without my permission… Well, the only people living here are men, so a single towel would do. I’ll be leaving.” 

Charles: “Wait! I got a message from Lord Vlad. He said ‘It’s the first time this castle’s bath-situation will be released. Be nice to the young ladies across the screen’” (So Vlad’s like Sebas that he can break the 4th wall… hmmmm) Faust: “‘the ladies across the screen?’ Oh, so that’s what that means. That old goat has finally gone senile, hasn’t he?” (the way Faust calls Vlad an old goat “じじい” is way ruder than I thought he says in Eng) Charles: “Kings are a bit different than us, so I don’t know what he’s saying either.”

Faust: “By the way, Charles, I smell a hint of blood on you. Did you attack someone today?” Charles: “I didn’t attack them! I just bit them and made them feel good.” Faust: “to feed off of them as an act of service…” Charles: “To me, that’s the same thing as an act of love. When do you feed off others, Doctor?” Faust: “When I feel like it, I’ll look for an opening and bite. That’s all. If they have interesting traits, then more the reason” (“interesting traits” may not be a good translation. Faust said 捕食対象 which is like traits of prey, kind of?? A bit difficult to translate)

Charles: “I’m curious what kind of person the Doctor's attracted to…”

Charles wants Faust to flirt w the audience or else he’ll sell Faust’s clothes out (Charles doesn’t know there’s an audience he just says ‘there’s someone out there that might be interested’) they say their lines (1:02:25) Faust & (1:02:57) Charles

Charles asks Faust if his glasses don’t cloud over the bath. Faust: “that’s a taboo question”

(1:09:20) Kamio: “Are you guys stupid??” LMAO when the audience doesn’t get the answer right

(1:22:44)”I love yu” segment w Comte & Sebas! The theme of today’s episode is “Teach me Comte! Secrets of an adult!”

Sebas: “Hmmm… I thought I heard a conversation from another bath that was not ours… Was that my imagination?” Comte: “You’re spacing out. Is something the matter, Sebas?” Sebas: “Right, I’m sharing a celebratory bath with Comte today, but to think I’ve been wondering about other people’s bathing situations…” 

Comte: “Celebratory? Is there something worth celebrating?” Sebas: “Of course there is! Congratulations on your route release, Comte.” *clap, clap*

Comte: “Route release? That’s an unusual word. What do you mean by that?” Sebas: “What are you joking about? You were happy when we were celebrating the other’s route release! Finally, the Comte’s secret is to be revealed, and I’m so dyungyun excited.” 

Comte: “Was there ever so much excitement concerning myself?” Sebas: “Yes, yes. Your past, for example.” Comte: “Born a noble, grown as a noble” Sebas: “Your relation with the pureblood, for example” Comte: “Oh, Vlad, right? He is an old acquaintance of mine.” Sebas: “Your previous relationships, for example” Comte: “Haha. Relationships, huh? A past lover once or twice. Something everyone is familiar with”

Sebas: “It’s as if you’re answering, but we’re not gaining any information, Comte. This just makes me more curious about your route”

Comte: “My past aside, I want to cherish the time that we spend in the mansion.” Sebas: “Of course. It’s not the mansion without you, Comte. Moments of kindness, moments of strictness, not forgetting the punishments on the residents when they’ve done something bad. What you would expect from the mansion’s papa.” Comte: “Haha. It’s not like I was planning to become a papa. The residents are filled with those who have strong characters.” Sebas: “They are unique, you can say. However, there are other moments where you show your ‘papa-ness’”

Comte: “Like when, for example?” Sebas: “According to my observations, when you send her a mountain of dresses and you’re caring for her, your ‘papa-ness’ is at its max” Comte: “I-is that so? I’m the one who brought her here to the 19th century. It bothers me sometimes. But being called a ‘papa’ gets me.”

(1:27:35) Sebas’s line (1:28:14) Comte’s line (i usually dont translate these lines cuz they’re so long sorry)

(1:29:10) Sebas calls Comte an “adult celebrity”

Another new segment called “Butler Skill: Improvement Lesson” where everyone will practice certain skills, which in this episode, is improving the skill of drawing. Morishi will draw Horie, Horie will draw Kijima, Kijima will draw Kamio, and Kamio will draw Morishi. They will try to draw each other as cute as possible. Presents each other’s drawings at (1:32:47) 

Good night voices start at (1:43:35) with Sebas, Comte, Faust, and Charles in this order

#ikevamp #ikemen vampire #ikevamp radio #ikevamp sebastian #ikevamp charles #ikevamp comte #ikevamp faust #rough translation #lukka talks

[klutzyroses]

Hello dear! I just love your headcanons with all the ikevamp suitors and I was wondering if you could write one for me?

Could you write one where the reader is a mermaid? Like it happens when she touches water and has a beautiful singing voice and such if not then that's okay please ignore. Thank you and have a good day ❤️

I could only think of 5 suitors without being redundant, I hope you don't mind!👀

IkeVamp HCs: Mermaid S/O

How do they react to an s/o who is a mermaid?

Suitors: Napoleon, Leonardo, Vincent, Isaac, Dazai

Napoleon

When he had earlier found out about what you really are, he was accepting, though he had yet to see you in another state then human.

It's only when he is with you in the garden as he is awaiting Jupiter's arrival that he actually realizes the extent of your identity.

When Jupiter had arrived, he was abnormally quiet, thus when he suddenly screeched to alert his owner to his presence you were so startled you lost your balance and fell backwards into the fountain getting absolutely drenched.

Napoleon immediately rushed to your aid only to pause. Witnessing you for the first time, he was left speechless, in utter awe of your beguiling beauty. Your lovely legs had transformed into a long fish tail, swishing back and forth in the shallow water surrounding you. Your skin was littered with glittering scales matching your fins and your clothing had been replaced by peach seashells, scantily covering your breasts as pearls decorated your damp hair.

You were like something out of a fairytale, he wouldn't have believed it if he wasn't looking at you right then. The stunned emperor leaned closer and cupped your cheek, silently confirming you were uninjured before kissing you tenderly before covering you up with his jacket. He was simply blown away by you, plain and simple.

From then, he makes sure to keep you away from water in public, whilst also making sure you get enough hydration so you don't make yourself sick. He couldn't risk anything happening to you, his little miracle.

When he hears you sing for the first time, he had never felt so in love. His heart swelled as your melodious voice swirled in his mind and heart, calming whatever nerves he may have had, further bonding him to you, without even properly using your siren charms on him.

He will definitely make sure your secret stays safe. He wouldn't let anyone even dare take you from him.

"I won't let anything happen to you. C'est une promesse, ma belle."

Leonardo

He was immediately taken with you from the very start. He believed you alright, dare he say he may have even seen one in his incredibly long lifetime but never has he been with one.

He was fascinated by you, often stealing you away to learn more about you, your habitat, your abilities, your diet, your habits, everything. Tell him anything, he wants to know.

He often would tease you about when you would let him see your true form, but has not intention of forcing you, only alerting you to his interest in his beloved Bella mia.

You finally decide to indulge him one day when you lead him to the nearest body of water you could find, where you could be alone. With some hesitation, you let go of his hand and dive into the water. When you emerge, the inventor's eyes widen in surprise.

Your beautiful skin glistened with the water droplets on you, just like the gems in your hair and the scales on your shoulders. It seemed like you were a walking...or rather, swimming gemstone in silvery white seashells. Your tails made the water splash from it's movement, as though confirming it was authentic and a part of you. He finds himself cupping your chin, silently awestruck by your beauty, your mystery, how impossible you seemed.

When he first hears your singing voice, he feels desire brewing in him. Your song is seductive, tantalizing it stirred something in him, more so than usual when it came to you. He usually tries to focus on how soothing it is, as opposed to how inviting you sound.

With him, there will be no mishaps or accidents involving water. He will protect you expertly, with no mistakes, often covering up your mistakes. Your safety and privacy is his priority.

"Cara mia, best be careful, we don't want any trouble, right?"

Vincent

He was so enchanted with you. He had never seen a mermaid before, apart from depictions in art. And you, the love of his life were a real one.

He considers himself incredibly lucky. Though he is very curious as to how it works, how you operate, what you can and can't do, and what he could possibly do to make your life easier.

One day, when painting outdoors, he made the mistake of dropping his paint bowl full of colored water onto you, drenching your lap almost completely and by the time Vincent realized, he found you laying on the grass behind him.

You were partially nude from the waist up, small, yellow seashells covered your breasts, held to your torso by a thread of smaller seashells. A myriad of colorful gems and flowers are scattered within your beautiful tresses, matching the color of the scales on your shoulders and tail. You were most beautiful thing he had ever laid his eyes on. He is frozen for a few moments, completely captivated by you in ways he has never been.

He is quick to lift you in his arms off the grass and make sure you are okay. He is in awe, you are everything he expected, if not more and he is all the more in love with you for it.

He just loves to hear you sing. He could listen to you all day and never get tired of it. It brings out his inspiration, his drive to paint and he could never get enough of you, his little treasure.

He would, without a doubt, always protect you from any threats. He knows if your secret got out, it would spell trouble, and he would never let you suffer as a result.

"Don't worry, scatje, I'll be right here to protect you."

Isaac

What on earth?

That was his first reaction. Skepticism.

He wasn't entirely sure he believed you at first. Then again, if vampires can exist, why not mermaids? Still he found it a little hard to believe.

Yet he did notice some of your odd habits of needing almost constant hydration and avoiding water in public but he surmised it was a part of your...genus.

It wasn't until one day that he saw you for the first time, once you had been sitting by him outside the mansion and you had each a glass of water. To your luck, Isaac knocks over his glass and it spills onto you, causing you to yelp. The physicist had started to frantically apologize, only to stop short.

Your tail lay helpless on the grass under you, far too heavy to move on land. His eyes trailed up and he blushed as your breasts are clad in a pink pair of glossy seashells, held together by a bright blue gem. Your hair is beautifully laced with glittering gems that catch in the sun. He was utterly mesmerized by you, completely unsure what to do until your tentative voice calls his name.

He kneels next to you and asks you if you're alright. Once he realizes you aren't hurt, he is very, very curious and tempted to touch your tail.

You will have to give him permission, because there is no way he would touch it without your explicit consent. He touches it with reverence, making sure at all times that he isn't hurting you at all. He was taken with you, absolutely enchanted.

When he hears you sing, he feels a rush of intoxicating love for you as your voice brings out a more primal urge within him to claim you for his own. He can't explain it and he isn't about to ask about it aloud.

He helps you avoid water on your skin in public, simply because he shudders at the thought of what would happen if you turned in a public setting.

"I just...really don't want anything to happen to you..."

Dazai

Oh my...what a beauty.

He honestly would love to see you in your true form. He wouldn't push you but he would certainly tease you about his curiosity, gaining a sheepish blush from you.

His wish came true soon enough, when out strolling one evening, his attention is caught by the most beautiful sound ever heard, it stops him in his tracks. It was the sweetest voice singing a wordless aria, washing over him like a wave of peace and serenity.

He could not help but follow the enchanting sound, longing and needing to find the source and it doesn't take long. When he turns the corner, his breath is taken away.

There you were, his angel, sat upon the edge of a small pond, leaning back on your hands as you sang your song, the moonlight caressing your beautiful figure and making your tail seem to be glittering, as though the scales were gems, your fins lightly wading in the water to and fro. You were covered by sultry lavender seashells attached to you with small white pearls. Your hair is sparkling with pearls and exotic flowers, tossed delicately on your shoulder. You were simply stunning, gorgeous, and he couldn't take his eyes off you.

It's only your flustered squeak upon noticing his sudden arrival, that brings him back to reality.

He sits right neck to you and caresses your face and arms, whispering tender compliments about how breathtaking you are, what an unworthy man he was of you.

He will look for any excuse to hear you sing, even if you're just humming, and certainly encourages you to do so. He will protect you from any mishaps involving water, even if he is the one who ends up getting wet. Anything to protect you and your secret.

"Now I can't have anyone taking you from me, can I, my sweet?"

🌸

#ikemen vampire #ikevamp #ikemen vampire headcanons #ikemen vampire scenarios #ikevamp napoleon #ikevamp leo #ikevamp vincent #ikevamp isaac #ikevamp dazai #my writing

[pseudofaux]

What are your thoughts on the new characters in ikevam?

Thanks for asking! I am going to put a link to the video in the comments/notes of this post if anyone hasn’t seen these new characters yet.

First thought:

I wish they looked less alike at a distance! To reveal two characters with white hair, white shirts, the same skin, and a general mirroring of hair underwhelms me. We’ve seen their combined palette before. On Mozart. Compared to the existing cast they look washed out— maybe that’s on purpose, theories next paragraph! And this lack of enthusiasm isn’t a quibble with the illustrations, they’re not ugly. Ike-ist of men/vampires. But they are visually bland, and presented together, I don’t find a lot to distinguish these characters from each other until I start looking hard. Until now the IkeVamp character designs have been a lot more visually appealing to me, even on characters that I didn’t end up liking so much. That’s why these feel like a letdown in a way.

There was a design element that definitely unifies them on purpose: the matching harnesses they’re rocking, which have me intrigued. I haven’t played any route in EN since Comte’s, maybe in Vlad’s route some secret society of existing-out-of-the-flow time managers were revealed? purebloods: GROUNDED I can’t make out much beyond shapes, at first I thought their icons were gears but having zoomed, I don’t think so any more. Their belts/cummerbund things are part of the get up, the shoulder piece comes down and attaches to the belt. I LOVE A MAN IN WEIRD UNIFORM. 💕

Identical as far as I can tell, EXCEPT:

Galileo (on the right above) has a pewter lock/safety pin end hanging from his shoulder pin. Drake’s looks to be brass, the same tone as the charm the things hang from.

I’m also not 100% on the hip icons being the same. It could just be the angle but Drake’s doesn’t appear to narrow over the top of the loop like Galileo. In historical significance I tend to think of Galileo as outranking Sir Francis Drake, that could be coloring my guess here. 😂

Other thoughts

They make the game logo look more beautiful every reveal, never change anything except your event mechanics, Cybird

First full body of Galileo: “This game already has a character with a coat on his shoulders, get OUT”

First listen with sound: “oh fuck me, that’s [Galileo] Furukawa doing ‘thickly repressed’ 🥴🫠🫠🫠💸💸💸”

WHY ISN’T THE SECOND ONE “FIGARO”

Drake’s got an anchor on his uniform, that’s the kind of design indulgence I am missing and wanting more of!

Drake is hotter to me, I like the little smirk

Both associated with maps (this shows up in their character card backgrounds!) interesting choice, Galileo focusing on astronomy and Drake a pirate privateer so we see a map from his circumnavigation— I wonder why they didn’t “pair” Drake with Magellan or Cavendish

bi Why do I keep holding out hope they’re going to give us a woman or non-binary character, I am always crossing my fingers they will put Madame de Staël in this!!!! (that’s who I would OC)

#ikemen vampire #ikevamp #ikevam Galileo #ikevam Drake #ikevamp new characters #pseu ’sponses #so touched you wanted to know what I thought! please tell me what you think of them!

[xxsycamore]

Alright, I'll steal the remaining slots before it's too late!

Social Media AU with genderbent Fenrir and MC

Krys your BRAIN. Be honest, did you see it coming that I'm going to make Fen a Twitch streamer? Hope you like it as much as I did!!!

[ 🌈 part of the character x character or genderbent!character x mc requests🌈 ]

For Different Universe, Same Love creative challenge, hosted by @queengiuliettafirstlady and me.

𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐀 𝐀𝐔 ┅┅┅genderbent!Fenrir x Alice

𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐲

"Damn it, he got me!"

While waiting impatiently to respawn, Fen stuffs her mouth full of chips and directs her attention to the chatbox next to her game screen instead. She tries to pay as much attention as she can to her Twitch subs, maintaining a friendly and laid-back atmosphere where she can indulge in snacks, gaming, and occasional swears while her audience contently watches her.

gentlexdemon23: Maybe if you used something other than dual pistols in this map you wouldn't suck so bad :)

Fen barely remembers to gulp down her food before reading out loud this particular comment that caught her attention, using an annoying voice for it.

"Dude, dual pistols are the best what are ya talking about? Why bother with another weapon when I've already mastered one. Dumbass."

Fen relaxes back into her gaming chair as a wall of the same comments saying "you must be new here", likely directed at gentlexdemon23, flash at a fast speed across the chat screen. Suddenly a telltale noise announces a donation, and Fen excitedly thanks the person before reading out:

alicethe2nd: Dual pistons ftw! ☜(ﾟヮﾟ☜) Please show us your irl collection again after the match!

Fen's bright magenta eyes all but begin to sparkle with excitement upon seeing the request.

"You mean my babies? Hell yeah! Thank you, Alice the second! Wait, are ya a chick? Or just another guy using a cute anime girl as their pfp?"

Fen's eyes scan carefully through the endless wave of lol's in fear she'll miss that one username she's looking for.

alicethe2nd: I'm a girl, haha! I'm not even into these things, I just fell down the rabbit hole and found myself watching your streams... I think you're cool!

This time Fen doesn't read the message out loud, though the way her lips move the people watching her could probably figure that the reply got to her safely. There's a brief pause that Fen utilizes to get back on track after failing to notice she's been respawned in the game. That's rare.

She's far from being so naive as to trust random fans blindly and take their word for granted, much less initiate further contact with them, even if that one sounded quite cute.

Oh well.

"Actually, ya know what? For that generous tip, I can even offer you a one-on-one call to see them up close. See chat, it's whatcha get for respecting Fen's babies! Leave me a DM, Alice."

Taglist:

@arsnovacadenza @ale-teodora @kimi00twin @otomelady @privilegedpancake @g-kleran   @pumpumnnnp @thesirenwashere @ravenarld @kimmy-banana @devonares @galaxyprison @sadshaxk @starshards26 @thewitchofbooks @acethephoenix256 @ikevamp-shrine-2 @nad-zeta @crystal13unny @lordsister @ikemen-banshou  @themysticalbeing @otome-scribbles @rhodolitesrose @coornn @kpop-and-otome @queen-dahlia @kisara-16 @chaosangel767 @ikemenlibrary @queengiuliettafirstlady @aurora-morning @aquagirl1978 ​ @ikemenlover24 @mcofthemansion @joy-the-reader @katriniac @ikemen-writer @tele86 @lovely-bubb1es @aria-chikage @babyblue0t7 @rhodoliteschaos @shrimpy-kitsune @nightghoul381 @xbalayage @lucyw260 @kittygrimm88 @lokis-laugh @judejazza Let me know if you want to be tagged/untagged!

#ikemen revolution #ikerev #ikemen revolution fenrir #ikerev fenrir #fenrir godspeed #ikerev mc #ikerev alice #ikemen revolution alice #ikemen mc

[cloudcountry]

Yknow this whole me vs the ikemen games thing is funny bc dove matched me up with Licht and it would work

And now im wondering if there are any ikemen games compatibility quizzes out there bc I'd like to see what I get

licht...i can see it actually!! ALSO YOU CAME TO THE RIGHT PLACE BECAUSE I TAKE COMPATIBILITY QUIZZES RELIGIOUSLY HERE ARE MY FAVORITES

ikevamp

ive taken this one three times, got vincent twice and will once

ikerev

ive taken this one countless times and i always nearly tie or actually tie with zero and kyle!!

ikesen

this is literally teh only one ive found,,,,, sigh i actually dont remember who i got on thsi one so i'm gonna retake it

DAMN OK stem majors for the win ig!!

ikepri

also literally the only one i can find. oops. um i also took this one three times and got luke twice and leon once ^^

#rubia <3 #hehehehehhehehehe im excited hehehe

[eventinelysplayground]

Poll Results

Thanks to everyone who answered the poll game for me! I want to have the first one out tonight or tomorrow I'm just hung up on one little bit of it and sitting on it for a bit while I figure out if I will change anything or not. NSFW got the most votes so I am doing the highest voted of that first then I'm just going in order of the voting percentages.

For those who want a bit more info the release will be Ikevamp, ikepri X2 and then Ikevamp x2. Again really can't wait to see if the popularity once out matches the poll because I have a feeling it won't, that's part of the fun though 🙂.

#ikemen prince #ikemen vampire #ikevamp fanfic #ikemen prince fanfiction

[fang-and-feather]

by  @xxsycamore and @queengiuliettafirstlady

Day 1 - Bodyguard AU

Angsty - Warnings for blood and injury

Worth Protecting

Ikemen Vampire - Napoleon x OC (Amy)

How do you actually make a short AU? I'm not sure, my plans for most of these were too big to finish even one in time, so what I am posting are only scenes from the middle or end of bigger plans.

Why do I always finish everything so late? (nearly midnight where I live, and until I finished editing the post it was already past that) it is always a bad time to post things...

AO3 Link / IkeVamp Masterlist / General Masterlist

Napoleon never felt much like a vampire. Of course he had already died once and lived over a century after that, but only for not needing blood to survive he already felt more human.

That illusion of humanity was shattered when he got deeply wounded during a bodyguard job. The loss of blood and the scent it left in the air were making him thirsty. The taste of his own blood did nothing to quench his desire. Instead, it burned his throat, making it worse. And it got worse when Amy ran up to him with a first-aid kit.

“That’s why I told you I didn’t need a bodyguard.” Her angry tone didn’t match the worry in her eyes.

But Napoleon’s attention strayed from them to her neck. The urge to bite her was almost unbearable. Before he could control it, Napoleon found himself grabbing her by the arms and pulling her into the hotel bed with him.

He would wonder, later, how they had gotten inside without anyone realizing he was bleeding.

“Napoleon?” She asked, with surprise and hesitation.

He had to resort to every shred of self control to stop himself. His hold on her tightened, but Amy didn’t even flinch, looking him in the eyes instead.

“What are you saying, nunuche?” Napoleon forced himself to laugh, but his voice came out weak. “I saved your life... like I was supposed to.”

“I know. I probably wouldn’t be alive if you weren’t here. But I don’t like the idea of people getting hurt because of me. Just look at you!”

“This is nothing.” Napoleon coughed up blood, his mind becoming dizzy. His hold on Amy relaxing enough for her to pull away and return to trying to stop the bleeding.

“Just because you’re alive doesn’t mean it’s nothing. I’m sure even a vampire can die from blood loss, and you aren’t even fully one.”

Her hands and voice trembled, but, Napoleon would remember later, Amy seemed to know what she was doing, with surprising calm and precision.

But Napoleon was losing the remains of control he had recovered earlier. He could barely think straight.

Nails scratched at the sheets and fangs bit on his own lip in a last attempt at keeping hold of his sanity. Of his humanity. Napoleon was afraid of the monster he could become if he gave in to his instinct.

And it was Amy, the person he was bound to protect. It was his duty, but not only that. At some point, she had become someone he wanted to protect for who she was and what she meant for him. Because at some point she had come to mean more to him than a simple charge.

“Amy… leave…” he managed to whisper.

Amy shook her head, and even with his vision getting unfocused, Napoleon could see the glint of tears in her eyes.

“I’m not leaving you here to die. You’re telling me that because you’re afraid you’ll bite me. But if it is because of your job, you don’t need to hold back. If that’s what it will take to save you, think of this as an exchange. I will save you and you keep guarding me.”

Amy adjusted her body on the bed, fully leaning over him, and Napoleon reached out to her. She caught his hand in hers, pressing both to his chest.

“What if… I kill you?”

“You won’t. You’re my bodyguard. You would never let something bad happen to me, even if you have to protect me from yourself.” She crossed the distance between them to kiss his forehead. “I trust you, and I always will.”

Napoleon gave up. Silently apologizing to her, he kissed her neck before sinking his fangs into the soft flesh, getting his first taste of blood. It was warm, sweet, and intoxicating, unlike anything he expected. Intoxicating enough for him to lose himself in it.

When Napoleon came back to his sense, Amy had gone limp into his arms. She was weak, but alive. They both were.

Hugging her to his chest, Napoleon closed his eyes, sighing. He didn’t need any proof to know he had fully become a vampire after that, something he had always feared.

But if it was his way of continuing to protect Amy, he wouldn’t regret it. And he would make sure she was never put through a similar situation ever again. That he would swear to her when she woke up.

Because Napoleon couldn’t deny he loved her anymore, and he felt like this was a love worth guarding.

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#different universe same love ccc #ikemen vampire #ikevamp napoleon #tw injury #oc: amy #ikevamp #fang's writing #fanfiction #ikevamp fanfic

[cirilla-fiona-riannon]

Ikevamp Act 2.5

Chapter 17 Dramatic Premium

One Heart

Suddenly, I heard a familiar strong, dependable voice.

I looked up with a distracting feeling, and there was...

Mitsuki: "Napoleon!"

Napoleon: "I'm here to get you, Mitsuki."

His eyes, full of conviction, reflect on me.

How did you end up here? Did you get into any danger? I'm sorry for the trouble I've caused you.

All these thoughts are running through my head, but...

(Napoleon came for me.)

An overwhelming relief that surpassed all else enveloped my body and burned my chest.

Isaac: "Mitsuki! Are you okay!?"

Mitsuki: "Isaac!"

Isaac came after Napoleon and went in front of the cell, holding a bunch of keys.

Isaac: "The guard Napoleon took down had the keys. I'll open the cell now!"

While Isaac was looking for the key that would fit the lock, I heard footsteps moving closer.

Watchman 1: "You son of a b*tch, how dare you f*ck with my people!?"

Napoleon: "!"

The men glared and attacked them using their weapons.

But Napoleon effortlessly dodged it and skillfully knocked them down.

Napoleon: "I'm not going to kill you. Go back to sleep for a while."

Isaac: "As expected of Napoleon."

Isaac smiled as he looked for the key.

Halil, on the other hand, widened his eyes at the sudden turn of events and looked up at me.

Halil: "Sis, who are these people...?"

Mitsuki: "Don't worry. They are my precious friends."

I answered proudly, and then the door suddenly opened.

Isaac: "It's open!"

Mitsuki: "Thank you, Isaac! Halil, everyone, let's go!"

Everyone nodded their heads and quickly went outside the cell.

Napoleon: "No one's hurt? Let's go!"

As we all followed Napoleon, we soon heard the sound of multiple footsteps coming up behind us.

Watchman 2: "The goods have escaped! Wait for us!"

Isaac: "You guys are so annoying!"

Isaac, running at the back of the line, sprinkled some kind of white powder at the men.

Watchman 2: "Guh. Are you trying to blind us!?"

Isaac: "No. Just a chemical reaction."

The moment Isaac lit the match and tossed it backward...

BOOM!

Mitsuki: "Kyaah!?"

Watchman 2: "Whoa! That's an explosion!"

There was a small explosion, and the men hurriedly shook off the flames raining down on them.

Mitsuki: "W-What was that?"

Isaac: "I just set off a dust explosion using flour. I should probably apologize to Sebas later for taking it without permission."

Isaac grinned smugly at me as I gawked in awe.

Isaac: "I can't use weapons, but knowledge can come in handy in situations like this. Come on, let's go!"

We somehow made it out of the abandoned building and were greeted by a smiling face.

Vincent: "Mitsuki! I'm glad you're okay."

Mitsuki: "Vincent!"

Vincent: "Theo is preparing a carriage for us to escape. Everyone follow me!"

I nodded to Vincent and hurried ahead with everyone.

At that moment, an angry voice rang out from behind us, and as I turned around, I saw Napoleon being surrounded by the kidnappers.

Kidnapper 1: "Don't think you'll get away with this, you bastards!"

Napoleon & Isaac: "................"

The kidnappers outnumbered Napoleon and Isaac.

Kidnapper 1: "Attack!!"

At his signal, his henchmen attack the two.

Mitsuki: "Napoleon, Isaac!"

I shouted at them, but then someone jumped in.

Sebastian: "I'll take care of this! I'm not a black belt in karate for nothing!"

(Sebastian!)

Sebastian knocked out the men with his karate skills.

Napoleon also knocked the men's weapons away with his sword. Their combined skills were enough to change the course of the battle.

Napoleon: "Didn't know you're this strong, Sebas. You really are an all-around butler."

Sebastian: "I can die without regrets now that my idol praised me!"

Isaac rushed up to me while I was still stunned.

Isaac: "Arthur will shortly bring the police."

Isaac: "I don't think there will be enough, though, since the info regarding the kidnappers was not yet confirmed."

Mitsuki: "Got it. Anyway, we need to escape first to a safe place with everyone."

Isaac: "Let's leave this to them, Mitsuki!"

Mitsuki: "Okay, Napoleon, Sebastian, be safe!"

Still fighting, they looked back at me and gave me a wry smile.

The kidnappers, having underestimated the strength of Napoleon and Sebastian, flinched at the sudden counterattack.

Kidnapper 1: "Damn, this sucks. Now that this happens, maybe I'll just run for it!"

Seeing he was in a tight spot, the ringleader tried to flee the scene, but...

Arthur: "A gentleman should not take any risks when a lady in despair asks for his help."

Arthur leisurely stood in front of the man, blurting out a line from Holmes.

Kidnapper 1: "What, are you one of them?"

Arthur: "Yep. Let's now end this lousy kidnapping drama that is not even worthy of a novel."

Kidnapper 1: "Kidnapping? Haha! This is business. I don't care a damn about their tiny little lives!"

Arthur: "Tiny, you say?"

Instantly, Arthur's relaxed air turned ice-cold.

Kidnapper 1: "What's up with you? I can beat you all by myself, you know!!"

Pressured by Arthur, the man swung his fist in desperation, but still, Arthur didn't move an inch.

Police: "Seize him!"

Kidnapper 1: "Ugh!"

Several police officers seized the man before his fists could even reach him.

Police: "I didn't think you could really find the kidnappers' base. I'll call for backup now."

Thanking the few police officers who cooperated, Arthur looked down at the grunting man.

Arthur: "There's no such thing as superiority or inferiority in human life. There's not a single life in this world that should be treated lightly."

His usual easygoing tone was gone as Arthur muttered these words firmly.

Vincent told us there was a carriage nearby, so Halil, myself, and the rest of the clan ran through the forest.

Shortly after, we saw a large carriage.

Theo: "Broer, Hondje, Isaac! This way!"

Theo, seated in the coachman's seat, called us.

Isaac: "We don't know if they are still after us. Hurry!"

Mitsuki: "Don't worry about me. You guys can take Halil and everyone else first."

Vincent: "Okay. Let's go."

Vincent climbed into the carriage and helped Halil, the old folks, and others to get into the carriage.

Eventually, as Isaac and I were about to get in, someone grabbed his clothes from behind.

Henchman: "Found them! Give us back our goods!"

Isaac: "Whoa!"

Mitsuki: "Isaac!"

Vincent leaned over and kicked him as he desperately grabbed Isaac to drag him down.

Henchman: "Ack...!"

Vincent: "Sorry for hurting you. Take them down, Theo!"

Theo: "Got it!"

The horse whinnied and slowly began to stomp its feet as Theo pulled on the reins to shake off the clinging pursuers.

(Thank God, everything will be okay once we get away from all this.)

(It's all thanks to everyone.)

Mitsuki: "Thank you all for helping us out."

Relief washed over Halil and the others as Vincent and Isaac nodded, smiling.

Upon seeing this, I couldn't help but also breathe a sigh of relief.

But then―

Mitsuki: "Kyaah!"

Vincent & Isaac: "Mitsuki!"

Someone grabbed my arm, causing me to tumble to the ground.

Unable to stop the horses abruptly, the carriage sped away.

Kidnapper 2: "You b*tch, you ruined all my plans!"

(This guy is one of the main culprits.)

This is the man Halil bit.

I couldn't speak, and my body froze in fear as the man looked at me angrily.

Kidnapper 2: "You gave me a lot of trouble. You're going to pay for all of it!"

I managed to escape, but the man dragged me down and reached for my neck.

(Someone, help!)

My mind went blank, but then―

Napoleon: "Ha!"

Kidnapper 2: "Guh!!"

Napoleon slashed his sword at his arm, but the man quickly fled deep into the forest, grunting.

Napoleon tried to follow him but turned around and sheathed his sword gracefully.

Mitsuki: "Aren't you going after him?"

Napoleon: "His wound is probably not that bad. Besides, I'd rather stay with you than him right now. Are you hurt?"

I nodded as Napoleon crouched in front of me.

Mitsuki: "Napoleon, thank―"

Napoleon: "Mitsuki."

Napoleon gently hugged and rubbed my back to reassure me.

Napoleon: "I know you were scared. It's all right now."

He comforted me the same way I comforted Halil, and my body gradually relaxed.

Mitsuki: "Thank you and sorry. I keep causing you trouble."

Napoleon: "What are you talking about?"

Napoleon looked into my face, his emerald eyes smiling as gently as ever.

Napoleon: "I told you before. We pick up our swords because we have someone to protect."

Napoleon: "And right now, you're the one I have to protect."

Mitsuki: "...................."

My heart was wrapped in warm comfort as I felt the subtle sweetness behind his words.

Napoleon: "Besides, I think it takes more courage to endure the pain than death."

Napoleon: "You've been holding it together for a long time. You've done well. You're really brave."

Mitsuki: "Napoleon..."

(I don't want to cry, but...)

His words made the back of my eyes burn.

Afterward, Napoleon and I caught up with everyone.

Under the night sky, a beautiful moon lit up the ground.

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