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not-krys · 8 months

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Seasonal Vibes Meme

So, saw a prompt on twitter about what seasonal vibes a character/ship gives off, so I think it'd be a fun question for here and a good writing exercise:

What seasonal vibes does your OC / squish / ship give off? Are they like spring or winter? Can also include not so traditionally thought of seasons, like the rainy season, harvest season, winter/spring thaw, a local holiday season, bug season, etc.

For those that wanna do this too, you can do your OC (fandom or original), or even just your favorite fictional squish at the moment.

For those that wanna do ships, sky's also the limit. MC x canon, OC x canon, canon x canon, selfship x canon, romantic or platonic, doesn't matter, just whatever the seasonal vibe is with a lil blerb as to why that is.

No pressure tagging: @lorei-writes, @kissmetwicekissmedeadly, @scummy-writes, @honeybyte, @batteryrose, @drachonia, @limonzu, @tsundere-mitsuhide, and anyone else that's wants to play.

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Houki/Mitsunari (IkeSen): Spring, Sweet blossoming beginnings. Both are discovering new things around them (Houki quite literally as she's from a different world all together, Mitsunari learning about love and confidence) and while there may be storms along the way, they help each other blossom into themselves.

(plus it doesn't help that @beni-draw-ikemen-please drew them surrounded by cherry blossoms a while back, so I'll always think of them with the springtime vibes)

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Ophelia/Kennyo (IkeSen): Late Winter/Early Spring Thaw. Times of deep turmoil coming to an end so that something new and wonderful can grow. They both have troubling things happen to them in the past, but as time passes, they learn to grow as people and to put the harsh times behind them so they can have hope for the future.

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Thea/Theo/Arthur (IkeVamp): Summer. Time of high heat and fun adventures. They bicker and tease each other a lot of the time, but they never turn down having an adventure together. Whether that adventure consists of solving some small mystery in town, walking hand in hand in hand through an art gallery they helped set up together, or challenging each other in cards or arm wrestling in the gaming room, they never forget that doing it together is the best part of any adventure.

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Abby/Vincent (IkeVamp): Autumn. Change and reflection on the times of the past. Abby goes through a lot changes in her life, Vincent being present for a lot of her later changes, sometimes even triggering them himself. But he always wants to be a part of her life, especially after he lost her the first time, putting a change in him that rippled across all the lives they had connected with before.

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Maddie/Harr (IkeRev): Early Summer. Not as young as they used to be to be like spring, but still want to have the fun they had/didn't have in their youths. Harr is a hardened academic at his core and Maddie is discovering magic for the first time, three decades into her life. They have insatiable curiosity despite not being spring chickens anymore. Their lives are shaped by their pasts yet they still want to explore the world and discover more of its mysteries and wonders.

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Clara/Nokto (IkePri): Rainy Season. The sun after the rain is much more beautiful than the sun before the rain. At first, Clara hated Nokto. She hated him for taking advantage of her and for putting her in situations she felt she had no business being a part of. However, once his masks were washed away, as it were, she saw who he was underneath. How much this man actually cared, about the kingdom and about her despite his wicked ways. How tightly he held her when he opened up about his insecurities, about how much better everyone else was compared to the jester he made himself out to be. How he didn't deserve the ray of sunshine she was, how jealous he was about her open and honest ways. How much he wished he could be like her. And once the rain stopped and the sun came out again, they found the other much more beautiful drenched but smiling. That though they went through some hard times, they still came through the storms to see light again.

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Miri (Obey Me): Spring, She doesn’t have a set suitor yet, but the ones that I have romantically shipped her with (and with all her platonic ships too), she has the aura of spring: sweet, innocent, blossoming love, sometimes a little unpredictable in the newness of everything. She wants to be kind to everyone, even if it sometimes is a detriment to herself. She wants to do right by the three realms, even if that sentiment maybe a little naïve compared to others who have lived through harder times than she has. Yet her newness and fresh outlook has changed some of even the toughest of opponents and has helped heal and soothe even the bloodiest wounds of the past. She's bringing about positive change in a world that doesn't want change but desperately needs it.

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krys-loves-otome · 2 years

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Some Reference for My Otome OCs

A few days ago, @shamylicious-blog posted about wanting references for OCs for drawing practice, and I thought, hey, it was about time I had a visual ref post for my girlies, so I decided to make one.

All art posted below is mine.

Ikemen Sengoku Houki

She is an MC transplanted from a different game into IkeSen. An avid book lover that sometimes gets carried away in her readings and studying. Her suitor of choice is Mitsunari.

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Ophelia

Another transplanted MC from the same game as Houki. Ophelia wasn't happy with her previous life but had accepted it for what it was, up until she was accused of a crime she didn't commit. Transporting to Sengoku Era Japan didn't help matters either, coming to hate Nobunaga and striking out on her own to get away from him. Falls in with Kennyo and stays with him for a while.

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Ikemen Revolution

Madeline "Maddie" Fleming

Maddie is my Alice that was inspired by the constant pokes at Sirius's age in-game, so I decided I wanted a magical girl that was 30+. Her powers are tied to her singing, letting her influence non-magical things into having magical properties. Her suitor of choice is Harr Silver

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Ikemen Vampire

Dorothea "Thea" Reid

Thea was born of a want for historical clothing in IkeVamp, so she's a modern-day seamstress and fashion historian that happened to find her way to Comte's Home of Legendary Frat Boys. Depending on the AU going atm, she's paired with Theo or sometimes in a threesome with him and Arthur.

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Abigail "Abby" Clarke

Abby is a shy artist that had run away from home and ended up also at Comte's Home of Legendary Frat Boys. She learns to heal there and have confidence in herself before going back to the present day. Suitor of choice is Vincent.

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Ikemen Prince

Clara Laurent

Clara was swept into the royal life thanks to Sariel's search for a Belle to choose the next king. She's a no-nonsense book store clerk that feels like the princes are more trouble than their worth, but she comes to care for them as time goes on, despite their tendency to bump heads sometimes. Her suitor is Nokto.

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Obey Me

Miriam "Miri"

Miri wasn't in the best place, mentally and physically, when she was transported to Devildom to be a part of the student exchange program. As time passes, she starts to heal and learn about her powers, something that had before ostracized her in the human world, only to be embraced in the world of demons, angels, and sorcerers. As she's still relatively new, she does not have a set suitor yet, preferring to keep the familial relationship she has with everyone in Devilldom, but she likes spending the most time with Beel and Levi, sometimes Lucifer too.

#krys's adventures in art #krys's babies #houki of jiyel #ophelia of revaire #madeline fleming (oc)#dorothea reid (oc)#abigail clarke (oc)#clara laurent (oc)#miriam (obey me mc)#some short facts to fill out the tags #since above is the basics of basics about each of them #a good portion of them can be swayed and pacified with sweets #Miri you can get to do almost anything for pudding or Madam Scream's cupcakes #and will cry if anyone eats them before she does #Nokto will blackmail Yves to make his signature chocolate raspberry cake to placate Clara sometimes #blackmail might turn to outright begging depending on how desperate he is #Ophelia misses sweets from her home and loves when Ranmaru brings her some sweet buns from town #outside of the sweets realm #Thea has beaten both Arthur and Theo in arm wrestling exactly once #granted it was through cheating because she kissed themb #but she still counts that as a win #while she doesn't get into the trance state that Mitsunari does #Houki will sit and read for hours if you let her #Abby likes to watch Naps and Jean spar sometimes to help her in posing drawing figures #Maddie is three days younger than Sirius so they have joint birthday tea parties with Lance and Harr joining in

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klutzyroses · 2 years

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Ikemen OCS Masterlist

My Ocs:

Olivia (IkePri)

Theo calls OC "mutt" 🤣

Seina (IkeSen)

Yves and Olivia

Mila(IkeVamp)

Olivia and fans

Other OCs:

Jean x Julia🔥

Elaine

Anne Boleyn

Duke of Wellington

Jane Grey

Annalisa

Odette and Madeline

🌸

#oc masterlist #ikevamp oc #ikesen oc #ikepri oc

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ana-thedaydreamer · 10 months

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I got myself an idea of a bridal lookbook for my OCs since it's June Bride month. I'm glad I finished it before the month ends 🥹

Annalisa

Madeline

Odette

Aurora

#ikemen oc #ikevamp oc #ikepri oc #june bride #ikevamp oc annalisa #ikevamp oc madeline #ikevamp oc odette #ikepri oc aurora #anadreamart

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ana-thedaydreamer · 1 year

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💜💜💜💜 OCs appreciation for Season's Greetings

#fanart #oc #ikevamp oc #ikevamp oc annalisa #ikevamp oc madeline #ikevamp oc odette #fashion dress

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not-krys · 9 months

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31. Flowers (Abby, Maddie, Clara)

This one came out a little late this month ('cause I was busy with the different universe same love challenge), but I didn't forget to do my monthly writing challenge!

Regular warnings apply! Raw writing, incomplete, oc lore building, Vlad contemplates kidnapping, Maddie talks about her past with Loki, and Clara sasses Silvio.

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Abby

Vlad had felt eyes on him all afternoon. He had been handing out his flowers since the morning, but there was one person that seemed reluctant to approach him.

Ah, yes, the young one that dear Comte had taken in, he remembered her. Will had informed the pureblood about the newly arrived resident, writing her off as someone unimportant. If not for Will and that he couldn’t sense a drop of vampire blood in her, pure, lesser, or otherwise, he might have thought her a relative of the good Comte with her golden locks. Her stylish clothes also didn't help her resemblance to him, he thought with a chuckle.

She seemed to be on her own, grocery shopping perhaps? The bags at her side seemed to suggest so.

It would be an opportune moment to whisk her away from Comte's watchful gaze with no butler her, and no other residents around to stop him… With no one guarding her, he could escort her to his abode and treat her as a special guest. The thought was tempting.

He decided against it, however, seeing her concentrating so hard on the book in her lap, a pencil moving with careful, measured movements.

An artist, perhaps? A learner, at the very least, with how careful she was being with her strokes.

Well, now he was curious.

Moving quietly, he set his flower cart to the side and walked to the girl sitting on the bench, indeed her pencil moving at a careful, slow pace. He crossed his arms and leaned against the bench back, leaning over her shoulder to take a peek at her book, seeing careful musings of his cart in the sun and the flowers glistening in graphite hues. Vlad smiled.

"Your drawings are quite lovely," he said, startling the girl so badly, a hard line of black scratched her page, miraculously missing her little sketches.

"Ah, s-sorry, monsieur," her cheeks turned pink in embarrassment, "I didn't mean to-"

"It's alright, domnișoară." Vlad's smile brightened, "I was wondering who was staring so intently for so long and had to come over to say hello."

Her cheeks deepened.

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Maddie

"So, how does it work exactly?" Loki asked, resting his crossed arms on the back of Maddie's chair, watching her work. She was sewing a little pink flower with shimmering thread, humming a little tune.

"There's not an exact science to it, I think." She said, tying off a knot to look at her handiwork. "Ever since I was a young girl, whenever I sang to some inanimate object, it somehow held onto the feelings I put into it and it worked. I remember making a flower for a girl at school one time because we were classmates and she wanted some courage to tell a guy she liked him, so I stayed up making her a flower she could put on her jacket."

"Did it work?"

"Yeah, it did. She had so much courage that she blurted out all the words she wanted to say, and they went steady for a while, if I remember right."

"Sure it wasn't a coincidence though? Like, maybe it wasn't the flower that gave her courage directly?"

"You'd think that." Maddie turned her flower over, putting some hot glue on the back of it, "but there was another time where a boy was picking on me and I gave him what I call… a hateagram."

"Hateagram?"

"When I was making another flower at the time, I was angry and frustrated because he kept teasing me. About my weight, about my hobbies, that I lived my grandparents, basically anything he could make me feel horrible about, he teased me about it."

Maddie set her flower down.

"So I said some nasty things to the little flower I was making at the time. All my tears and every bad word I could think to call him, I told that innocent flower."

"So, what happened after that?"

"Well, I went to sleep that night, forgetting that I had slipped it in my backpack as a habit. I went to school and saw my tormentor again. He was grinning, at the ready with an insult just for me."

Maddie took a breath.

"Then…"

"Then?"

"My backpack started glowing. It was so strange."

"Glowing?"

"A sickly green color. Then, vines appeared out of nowhere, grabbing onto the boy."

"Then?"

"Hung him upside down by his ankles."

Loki laughed.

"Serves him right."

"Naturally, but, as you know, magic in the Land of Reason isn't all that common. Had to change schools, use plausible deniability to the best of our abilities. Grandad got a laugh out of it."

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Clara

The packet of rose seeds had finally arrived in Benitoite, much to Clara's joy. Though she loved living near the briny sea, she felt pangs of homesickness every once in a while, missing the sweet scent of the year-round roses of Rhodolite. She didn't know how the roses will stand the salty air, but she wanted to give it a try, to have a little taste of home away from home.

After asking permission, she found a small patch in the royal gardens and got to work, her big straw hat shading her from the bright sun overhead. She soon found herself humming as she moved soil and made a few small holes. She wasn't much of one for singing, but something about Benitoite sea shanties stuck in her head, making her giggle. One in particular always put her in mind of a certain brother-in-law of hers.

"What do we do with a drunken' sailor," she sung softly, a smile taking over her face, "what do we do with a drunken sailor, what do we do with a drunken' sailor, early in the morning~"

After a few moments into her little song, Clara saw, or rather heard, someone approach. The jingle jangle was unmistakable. Even his shadow looming behind her had glitters of gems from the sun.

"Oi, sass woman." His voice spat.

Clara, standing and dusting her hands on her apron, gave her best cheeky smile.

"Good morning, Prince Silvio," she said, "glad to see you up so early."

The man grumbled while rubbing his head.

"Please stop singing that infernal song."

"But I like it."

"You always sing it when I'm near you. It's pissing me off."

"Rio taught it to me, so… no I don't think so."

Silvio huffed.

"Rotten mutt. Of course it was him."

Clara giggled and went back to her plot, covering the seeds with dirt.

"What are you doing anyway?"

"Planting some seeds. Rose seedlings."

"Of course you are." Silvio sighed. "You know we could have imported that easily if you wanted some of your damned roses."

"I don't know, something about growing them myself, just feels more special, you know?"

"Sounds like work."

"Most things worthwhile require a little work."

Silvio grumbled again.

"As much as you and that mutt keep yapping in my ear."

"You might like the work. You never until you try, Prince Silvio."

"No thanks." he shrugged, "I'll let you and that mutt have your fun playing in the dirt. Where is he, anyway?"

"He had some business with His Majesty this morning, so he left early, promising his evening for me. And the afternoon if he can swing it."

"Rhetorical question."

"Should have phrased it that way, then."

#krys's adventures in fanfiction #wip wednesday #ikemen vampire #ikemen revolution #ikemen prince #ikevamp oc #ikerev oc #ikepri oc #abigail clarke (oc)#vlad (ikevamp)#madeline fleming (oc)#loki genetta #clara laurent (oc)#silvio ricci

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not-krys · 1 year

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Love (All my IkeSeries OCs and my Obey Me OC)

It's cheating, I know, but Valentines is today, and the prompt was perfect, but did not have the time to make anything completely finished, so it's a set of wips I made for this year.

Regular warnings apply: raw, unedited writing, some might cut off in the middle, some might get ramble-y. Maybe some vague sense of spoilers for Clara and Nokto as it does kinda play off a scene (or two) in his route. Most of entries deal with romantic love, but there are some that deal with self-love (Ophelia) and platonic/familial love (Miri, Maddie-ish (she has platonic and romantic in hers, so...).

My Masterlist

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Houki

Warmth resonated through Houki as she walked with Mitsunari through town, pinky fingers holding each other securely. In her other hand was a recently purchased new book, the leather cover smooth and cool against to her fingers. She had been wanting this book based on Ieyasu's (albeit reluctant) recommendation on local plants that had different medical properties. Plus, a book shopping trip with Mitsunari saw his other arm holding a satchel filled with tomes of varying other subjects, some she was sure were also medical in nature.

When she had left Ieyasu's palace that one day with Mitsunari, she had told him about the unfortunate circumstances regarding the angry scab on her finger, how before she had come to Sengoku era Japan, she had received a poisoned letter meant for her cousin, and a small papercut might spell her doom as the poison that had coated the paper of the letter was a rare one from where she was from, with no known cures. Ieyasu did what he could with the knowledge and supplies he had on hand, but Houki wanted to see if there was anything else she could do to, if not stop the poison completely, then at least make the symptoms manageable.

Speaking of manageable symptoms, her feet started to slow, pulling Mitsunari to stop in his tracks. He looked back at her with a gentle, understanding smile.

"I can go on further," Houki said, stubborn.

"It's been a long walk for you," Mitsunari reasoned, pulling the satchel from his shoulder. "I'll carry you the rest of the way home."

"You don't have to do that, Mitsuna-ah!" His bag, heavy with books, was now in her hands and her feet were lifted into the air, her cheek pressing into his chest.

"No arguments." He held her securely in his arms, carrying her like the princesses of old. "Besides, I like carrying you, remember?"

Houki pouted, her cheeks warming with embarrassment.

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Ophelia

The breeze tickled Ophelia's bare neck, different from when she pulled her hair into high buns or even the rare ponytail that she sported in her girlhood.

The mass of white blonde hair on the ground told her that this was indeed reality. She had shorn her own hair so short, it curled at the ends with the extra weight gone. It was so light, she almost didn't believe it was real.

With the lightness, came a sense of calm. A sense of relief. Her fingers glided so easily through her hair, she couldn't help but laugh.

"It's real now, old girl," she said, delighting in feeling her short hair. "Those old spinsters and high societies ladies would faint if they saw you now. No makeup, short hair, calloused hands."

She looked at her hands, indeed more calloused than they had ever been when she was a noble woman, no nail paint to hide the chips and the dry nail beds, no lotions or powders to soften the appearance of tiny scars and scratches. Not even a ring or two to express the wealth she had. Just bare, dry, knobby-knuckled hands that she called her own.

In a way, she preferred them this way. They was real. They were hers. This was the real her. She touched her face, no need to fear if she was smudging her makeup, just the soft skin of her face.

This was the real her, barefaced and honest.

She felt… free. She even felt… beautiful in her simplicity, in a way. No lies, no putting on airs, it was just her as herself.

There were plenty of things to hate about herself, she knew that in the back of her mind, but for now, looking at her reflection in the river, bouncy hair and dry hands, those thoughts stayed quiet.

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Maddie

"Ready to go?" Sirius asked, peeking around a bush covered in small magic crystals.

Maddie took in a slow breath, squeezing the bouquet in her hands.

"Yeah," she said at last, lifting up the hem of her long white skirt, "thanks for filling in for my Grandad. I know they would have wanted to be here, but…"

"No trouble at all, Little Lady." Sirius said gently, "I'm honored you thought of me for such an important task."

"The Queen of Spades walking Alice down the aisle for her wedding." Maddie giggled. "I feel like the luckiest girl in the world."

"We all feel luckier, for having you in our lives. Harr especially."

Maddie smiled, thinking of Harr waiting for her at the end of the makeshift aisle. The Lake of Tears, while unconventional for a wedding, she and Harr both agreed it was too beautiful of a spot to pass up. Plus, with it's hidden away nature, and Harr's reputation still on the mend since the Magic Tower's higher powers were dismantled, they could have a quiet, private wedding with friends and 'official' witnesses. In the absence of a conventional priest, one or both army Kings could officiate weddings, Blanc had told her over tea one day. Or he could, as a notary figure of Cradle.

Of course, Maddie couldn't help but want all three at her wedding. She saw Blanc's white head and glasses turning her way in the front row as music began playing, a gentle smile on his face. Ray and Lancelot stood at the altar, both wearing proud smiles. Loki also stood at the altar, the biggest, toothiest grin he could muster on his face. And beside him was Harr, his cheeks slightly pink, but his smile was so bright, he could have beaten the sun by how much he was glowing.

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Thea

Thea whimpers sounded remarkably close to a small puppy's whines when the sunlight hit her tightly closed eyes. Theo couldn't help the chuckle that escaped him as she tried to pull the covers over her eyes.

"C'mon, Hondje," The curtains were pulled open wider, letting the early morning light brighten the room more. "We got an early day today, so get up."

All he received in return was another pup-like whine and the covers pulled more over her head. Theo grinned.

"What, don't tell me you forgot how excited you were about this job?"

"Y'said nothing about getting up at the ass crack of dawn."

"We've got a long way to go to get there. Better to get ready now and come back when there's some daylight left." He rummaged around in the nearby dresser, pulling a pair of white stockings.

"If y'knew we had early day, you shouldn't have let us stay up so late."

"Not my fault you were so eager to get into my pants."

"Yes it was, teasing me like that." A mass of reddish brown hair and freckles slowly emerged from the blue comforter, rubbing the tired from her eyes. Little kisses of purple decorated her neck and shoulders, small reminders of their late night activities. She pulled her long hair over her shoulder, fingering combing the curls and the tangles out.

"You're just easy to tease. Couldn't resist." Theo kneeled in front of her as she swung her legs to the side of the bed, pulling the stockings over her feet and calves.

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Abby

"I'm home, Schatje." Vincent called out softly, the creak of the door following his whisper.

The lights were on and he could smell supper sitting on the stove top, but he didn't see Abby anywhere. Where could she have gone, he wondered.

He walked across the wood floors, squeaks and groans following his footsteps. He check the bath but she wasn't there. Wasn't in the kitchen nor the living room. Perhaps she had turned in early?

He called for her again, sliding the bedroom door open.

Thankfully, he heard her soft breaths and his heart relaxed.

Laid across the bed was Abby, fast asleep on her back, a pillow at her side. As if that wasn't enough to warm his heart, he could see was wearing one of his shirts again. It was too big on her, of course, but somehow, no matter the length, shirts on her always, without fail, raised up whenever she slept, exposing her belly to the world. Vincent always found it endearing, reminding him of King and Brush when they lived with le Comte. Abby always gave King and Brush belly rubs whenever they allowed it, the canine and raccoon seal of approval from her soft scritches evident on their faces.

Tempting as it was to rub her belly too, Vincent didn't have it in him to wake her from her peaceful dream, based on the sweet smile on her face. Whatever she was dreaming of, it made her so happy, she glowed in delight.

Instead he grabbed a blanket that had fallen from the bed, to at least keep her warm while she slept, but he couldn't help but notice some other small details about her as she slept.

Her hair was splayed across the pillows, a golden halo framing her face. Her lips were slightly parted, giving the slightest volume to her breaths. Her fingers were slightly curled as were her toes.

Her shorts (yes, they were hers, but he wouldn't be surprised if he had caught her with a pair of his, as she was wont to do), the button and the zipper were left undone, giving him a peek of her yellow panties. The elastic band had rolled down just enough to let her belly breathe, delicate curls of blonde hair trailing further down, hidden by cotton and denim. It took everything in him to not lean in and kiss her belly button, cute as it was, but no, he was going to control himself and let her sleep.

Vincent bit his lip, blanket settling in his hands.

Well, maybe one little kiss wouldn't hurt.

Setting the blanket down, he sat beside her, brushing her hair from her face, admiring the quiet beauty in her symmetry. Her cute little nose, cute ears, the curve of her jaw, her delicate fingers, the slope of her hips, her painted toes, he loved all parts of her.

His hand ran down her side, gently pulling his shirt down over her, stopping just before he could cover her completely. His finger lightly pressed into her as he leaned down, giving a delicate kiss to her belly, seeming to become rounder each day. He knew the reason for that, the reason for her soft, squishy little belly getting rounder as of late. Why her shorts were left unbuttoned and unzipped, why her panties were rolling down, why she was wearing his shirts instead of her own.

Matter of fact, she should be getting into the habit of sleeping on her side rather than her back, Vincent remembered. That's what the doctor had said anyway.

He asked himself again if he had the heart to move her, to make her more comfortable with the risk of waking her from her peaceful slumber.

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Clara

Her voice was starting to grow quieter, Nokto noticed. A quick glance saw her eyelids closing ever so slightly, trying desperately to stay awake. Her eyebrows furrowing in the attempt was so adorable, he couldn't help chuckling.

"Bed time, little miss," Nokto said quietly, gently tugging the book from her hands.

Once the tome was out of her hands, however, her head fell against his shoulder, startling the prince.

"Clara?" He asked

Instead of responding with a witty quip or an indignant squeak, all he heard was soft snores, not unlike a little kitten taking a nap.

Nokto chuckled again, pulling her closer.

"You trust me that much now?" he whispered quietly, "I feel honored you feel comfortable enough to fall asleep in my presence… again."

He recalled the first time he had taken her to his bed, the scent of alcohol reeking and mostly unpleasant on her, but she still held him so sweetly that night.

This time, she smelled much better, no alcohol to taint her natural musk of ink, paper, and the hint of rose water in her hair. He preferred her this way, this honesty about her. No heavy perfumes of the night, no smoky cigarettes, just her innocence.

He admired her for that, being so open next to him. It made him a little jealous and envious, how she could be so trusting, especially of him.

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Miri

[Yo, Miri!]

Her D.D.D. beeped on her pillow, alerting her of Mammon texting her.

[Look outside your door. There's something waiting for ya!]

Miri raised an eyebrow, curious but with a dash of worry. Mammon had been gone since that morning, but he wouldn't say where he was, as he usually declared it to everyone at the breakfast table, if it wasn't a school day. Matter of fact, he wasn't at breakfast today, but he did text her to say he was okay, but that he had something to do early today.

Sliding off her bed, Miri walked to the door, opening to the bright lights of the hallway.

No one was there, not Mammon nor were any of the other demon brothers.

Just as she was about to head further into the hallway, her toe found a medium-sized box on the floor. Miri tilted her head, looking around again for any other presence in the hallway, but finding no one.

Shrugging and shaking her head, she picked up the box and carried it inside her room, setting it on the table.

"Hope it's not some sort of elaborate prank…"

She carefully lifted the box lid, keeping it in front of her face in case anything jumped out at her. When nothing happened, she looked behind her cardboard shield and saw something wrapped in pink tissue paper.

Two somethings actually.

She set down the box lid and peeled back the tissue paper, seeing a pair of pink, expensive-looking sneakers. The label on the box even said they were her size. Was this what Mammon was aiming to do when he asked her about her favorite color?

Her D.D.D. beeped again.

[Pretty cool, right?] Mammon said.

Miri looked between the new shoes and her D.D.D.

[I was surprised] she replied. [Did you get them just today?]

[Sure did!] Even his texts sounded proud of himself. [I had to wake up extra early and line up cuz limited to a hundred pairs.]

Mammon then sent a picture of himself holding up a similar pair of shoes, the main difference being his were yellow.

[Even snagged myself a pair while I was there!]

[Be sure to wear yours the next time we go out together. We'll look so dope!]

Miri giggled, brushing back a pink curl behind her ear.

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not-krys · 1 year

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Starvation (Houki, Abby, Maddie, Clara, Ophelia)

Happy new year, loves!

As a new years resolution this year, I decided that, no matter the state of done-ness, I would post at least one art thing and one writing thing per month.

Which means, I hope, that I'll be making more writing posts for this year. Most likely it'll lead to more wip wednesdays like this one, but, more writing is always a good thing.

For this one, I took a prompt from my 100 Prompts list and figured out ways that I could put it into writing. This theme was #79, Starvation.

Some entries took the prompt at face value (the character is hungry and so they search for food). Others follow a more vague and metaphorical sense, like touch-starvation. And others I just had the word inserted into it and not much other association with it.

Regular warnings apply: Raw, unedited writing, some are short and just stop right in the middle, some might be wander-y and ramble-y. Maybe some vague sense of spoilers, but nothing concrete.

My Masterlist!

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Houki

"Lass." The tone behind her head didn't sound happy.

Houki turned around slowly, finding the tall frame of one Masamune Date right behind her, his single bright blue eye striking like lightning. His brows were furrowed, a frown in place where a toothy smirk usually was.

She was in trouble, she was realizing.

"Do you know what time it is?"

She took her eyes off the man for a brief moment, seeing the inky darkness outside, a tell tale sign it was at least the evening hours. Judging by the moon's position, it was quite late in the day.

Very late in the day indeed.

"…Very much past dinner time?" She tried.

"Yes." His stern tone could rival that of Hideyoshi, Houki was discovering.

"And you had promised that you would be present when dinner was served, right?"

She nodded, slowly. It was a common complaint from back home too, both from her mother and the castle servants, how she would skip meals if she had been distracted enough.

"I did."

"Dinner was over hours ago."

"And I don't have an excuse, either." A tired answer. "I was… reading. And lost track of time."

Masamune sighed, tying back his sleeves.

"Well, at least you aren't as bad as that companion of yours."

"…I can make something for myself, Lord Masamune."

"Nope, not happening." He replied, pulling a covered bowl towards him. "I don't know when it was you last ate today, but your stomach's bound to be growling up a storm by now."

Her stomach agreed with him, complaining for the whole castle to hear. Masamune laughed.

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Abby

The sound of paper crumpling and landing softly on the floor, while a familiar sound to Leonardo, the not so familiar sound following it awoke him from his midday nap, perking his ears at the sound of muffled frustration.

His little cara mia, really everyone's at this point, she had been trying to draw a vase she had found in the hallway for a good hour now, each time ending in with the paper rustling and torn. He was starting to get concerned as the pile beside the girl grew larger and larger.

Grumbling with effort as he stood up from his napping place on the floor, he entered the sunny room, saw the rather alarming pile of paper on the floor, and a head of blonde hair resting on her arms, taking deep breaths to calm herself.

With the liquid grace of a cat, he picked up one of the crumpled sheets, smoothing it out until he could see the many attempts at capturing the vase's likeness in front of the two of them. It reminded him of his time as a young art apprentice, ages upon ages ago. The telltale marks of a young hand trying to capture what they saw and transforming it, giving it life on a flat, unassuming surface. He smiled, caught up in his nostalgia.

After a moment, he lightly put a hand on the girl's shoulder, startling her.

"Pretty sure that Comte wouldn't care about the cost," he said, "but paper is still expensive, cara mia. Using the back is also a viable option, if you hate the front that much."

"It's… just frustrating," Abby said, her voice quivering. "I can't get it right."

"Get what right?"

"The drawing… it… I can't get it to look right."

"What seems to be the problem?"

Leonardo set the paper on the drawing board, smoothing it out as best he could without smudging the pencil, and pulled up a nearby short table to sit on. After a moment, he changed his position to her right side, so he could freely use his left hand.

"Everything looks so… stiff." Abby bit her lip.

"Well, it is a vase." Leonardo smiled. "Not like it's gonna suddenly jump in your lap like Lumiere would."

"You know what I mean… You and Vincent can make any drawing look so… effortless."

"Hmm…" Leonardo gently took her hand, tiny in his, and moved it across the page, taking her arm on a journey from one end to the other.

"Have you been taught how to draw with your shoulder before?"

"My shoulder?" Abby raised an eyebrow. "It'd be easier with your hand, wouldn't it?"

"You're worried about stiffness, yeah?" Leonardo said, moving her arm in the same motion. "You're so clenched up and tiny so much of the time, it reflects in your art too."

Abby watched as he guided her hand once again, making another long motion across the page.

"Try moving like this."

"But the vase..."

"Focus on loosening your arm up first. Make marks the way you like. Your hand and wrist will thank you in the long run."

He then released her hand, settling his in his lap. She bit her lip again, but turned back to her marks, unsteady at first, shaky and uneven, but she soon got the idea.

"It feels… weird. Doing it like this."

"With a little more practice, you'll be drawing much looser before you know it."

"Will this really help?"

"Well," Leonardo chuckled, "been doing this for the better part of 500 years. Hopefully I know what I'm doing at this point."

He didn't miss her ears turning pink through her hair.

"Other than just long lines, you can do circles too."

He took hold of her hand again, guiding her to make big, loose circles.

"It'll help you to get the lip of that vase right."

"…Thank you, Leonardo. For helping me."

"No need for thanks, cara mia," he smirked, "We're all here to help if you need it."

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Maddie

The pounding rain against the window didn't bother Maddie that much, not really, but she still held Loki firmly to her side, cat-eared hood over his head. She held his head in her shoulder, taking special care to cover his ears.

After a few moments of silence, Maddie began humming to herself, hoping it could soothe Loki's frayed nerves.

"Hmmm, hmmm…. Rain, rain, go away~, come again some other day~"

Loki looked up at her, curious. Maddie smiled.

"Little Maddie wants to go out and play~, rain, rain go away~."

"What song was that?"

"My Gran taught it to me when I was little. It helped me to be patient when waiting out a rainstorm."

Loki huffed, a pout gracing his lips.

"I'm not a little kid," he said, his voice soft in his complaint.

"I know you aren't." Maddie said just as quietly, squeezing his shoulder. "But I was hoping it would pass the time."

"Kinda short for a waiting song though." Loki relaxed his head further into her shoulder.

"You keep going until the storm passes. That's what my Gran said."

"Did it work?"

"Sometimes," Maddie admitted with a laugh. "She'd hold onto me real tight and we'd sing it together as we watched the rain drops fall on the window."

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Clara

"I'm really sorry about all the trouble, miss," the man said as he devoured the soup and bread like a man starved for days. For all Clara knew, having only met the blond man hours ago in the rain, he probably was.

"Just don’t eat so fast you choke-" Her words, hearing that fateful cough, made her look up in alarm.

Just as quickly, however, he pounded on his chest, swallowed, then laughed sheepishly.

"It's really delicious, though! I would ask for more, but you should eat too."

He was right, as she only meant for her soup to be meant for one, herself. At least, that was the intention.

Thoughts about dinner aside, Clara stood up and inspected the young man's head again, checking for any signs of bruising or bumps.

"Miss?" he asked before wincing.

"Thought so, a big bump on your head. Something must've hit you pretty hard. Do you remember what it was, by chance?"

"…Maybe the ground? It was raining when we met. Could've slipped."

"…You don't remember though, do you?"

" 'Fraid not."

Clara sighed.

"In the morning, I'd like to take you to see a doctor. Hitting your head hard enough that you have amnesia can't be good for you."

The young man nodded, agreeing with her.

"Thank you for taking me in regardless, Miss."

"Clara…" she flushed lightly, "My name is Clara."

The man smiled. "That's a pretty name. It suits you, Clara."

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Ophelia

"It's not a luxurious life, not like the one you lived when you were with the Oda."

"That's fine," Ophelia said, a note of finality in her voice, "I like to think a harsh life suits me."

Kennyo sighed.

"If you are sure. I won't always be the kind man I once was."

"And I'm no naïve waif that can be pushed around anymore."

"This is your final warning."

"I don't need one. I'm coming with you."

"Nights will be long and cold. Days will be hot and blinding. Sometimes even food will be scarce."

"It won't be the first time I've gone hungry for days on end."

"Ophelia… please."

"Stop trying to turn me away." She reached out her hand, pale and already full of small scratches.

"I'm not going back to Nobunaga. I absolutely refuse. Even if you get the bright idea to drop me off in Kasugayama, or in Sakai with that god awful pirate and that… that merchant, I won't stop searching for you."

"Why," he asked. "Why are you so hellbent on following me? I can't provide for you, I can't give you the life you deserve."

"What life do I deserve, Kousa?"

"One where you deserve to be happy. Cared for. Loved."

"And yet, the only one that has loved me, even remotely, was a demon of his own making!"

"Your family cared for you."

"As much as a mosquito needs blood to survive. I wouldn't even doubt they think I jumped ship and died at sea by now."

He turned to face her, his brow furrowed deeply, his eyes dark.

"Leave. Now."

"Why." It wasn't a question. It was a demand.

"Because you're going to get yourself hurt if you stay with me."

"You think I haven't been hurt before? By lesser men and women? By my own blood? My country? Think again if you think you can hurt me any more than anyone else has."

#krys's adventures in fanfiction #wip wednesday #krys's babies #houki of jiyel #abigail clarke (oc)#madeline fleming (oc)#clara laurent (oc)#ophelia of revaire #ikeseries ocs #ikemen sengoku #masamune date #kennyo #ikemen vampire #leonardo da vinci (ikevamp)#ikemen revolution #loki genetta #ikemen prince #rio ortiz #as a short cut #and mini spoilers for the rest #houki got literal starvation #abby's was artistic starvation as she wanted to be an artist but was never allowed to growing up #maddie's is helping Loki with a passing storm #with some touch starved (implied) explored #Clara and Rio when they first met and he's hungry #and Ophelia putting her foot down on staying with Kennyo #with a brief mention of the word starvation #this was a fun lil exercise #some entries conveying the idea more than others #maybe if they do become full stories some day

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not-krys · 2 years

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Silence (Houki, Maddie, Abby, Clara, Miri)

In honor of my birthday, over the past few days, I've been taking advantage of one of my discord server's writing sprint bot to write some self-indulgent OC stuff, with the guidance of a theme from my dusty as hell 100 Themes Challenge days that I've had on hand since my deviantart days.

RNG gave me the theme of 'Silence.'

So, the regular warnings here: raw, unedited text, some adult themes like nudity, and sexy times are featured but not a huge focus. Spoilers for Obey Me Season 2 end (up to and before Lesson 40-ish) and for Nokto's route in the True Love Part 1 Anniversary Event, focusing on the premium ending.

My Masterlist

100 Themes Challenge List

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Houki

When there was no noise coming from the room next door, Hideyoshi grew concerned. Sure, Mitsunari and Houki were usually ones to keep to themselves, but he could usually hear their soft chatter when they were together.

With a raised eyebrow, he stood up, patted Uri's soft head, apologizing for waking her, and walked toward the silent room, noting the dim lantern glow from under the door. He knocked softly on the door, calling out their names, and asked them if everything was all right.

He received no answer.

Pursing his lips, he opened the door, seeing a scene that instantly melted his heart. Leaned up against the wall was Mitsunari, eyes closed and breathing even with a book laid across his lap. By his side was Houki, round glasses slipping from her nose as her eyes were also closed and her breathing matched her sleeping companion's. Her long black hair covered parts of her face, but she didn't seem to take notice save for her nose twitching periodically. She was also holding his hand as his finger pressed into the inked pages, as if they had fallen asleep while he had been reading to her.

Hideyoshi sighed and smiled.

"You two are never ending trouble, you know that?"

Silently as he could manage, Hideyoshi unfurled their bedding onto the floor, smoothing out the covers in case the pair decided that the bed was far more comfortable than sleeping against the wall. Though, he reminded himself, against the wall could possibly be where they would sleep the rest of the night. He then found and extra blanket and put it around the sleeping pair, taking gentle care to not disturb them. He noticed that Kitty was also curled up by Houki's side, so he also gave a small corner for the cat to be tucked in as well, shushing her when her eyes opened to look at her sleeping lord's boss.

"Just for tonight."

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Maddie

The steam of the tea kettle rose to the ceiling, disappearing into wisps. The scent of honey and lemon tickled Harr's nose as he put it in the hot tea, lightly blowing on it. With a sure nod, he walked out of the kitchen and to the upstairs bedroom. Maddie sat in bed, her cheeks flushed and her eyes glazed over. She was quiet, an unusual occurrence in the household, save for a small cough. Harr could hear the rasp in her throat, feeling her pain. Brushing her bangs aside, he placed his hand on her forehead, feeling the heat beneath his fingertips. Maddie liked that, giving what she could of an approval noise.

"Lemon and honey is helpful with a sore throat," Harr said, running his fingers through her hair, her earrings lightly jingling at his touch. "If it doesn't get better by tomorrow, I'll have Loki send for Kyle. Hopefully it's nothing serious."

Maddie nodded, holding the warm mug in her hands, echoing Harr's blowing on it and sipping it slowly. Harr placed his hands around hers to keep the mug steady when he saw her hands shaking.

When she finished, he set the mug on the nearby nightstand, holding onto her warmed fingers. His cheeks flushed.

"It's been… too quiet. I… I miss hearing your voice." Harr said quietly, seeing Maddie smile. She squeezed his hand.

"I miss… singing…" she croaked, what she could get out sounded painful and raspy, a far cry from the clear bells he was used to hearing. He touched her lips, quieting her.

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Abby

Save for the scratching of pencils, silence filled the small apartment that Vincent and Abby were renting. A light breeze through the window ruffled their hair as they concentrated on the paper before them. The August heat made them sweat, but they barely minded, their focus on the other, watching and observing their partner.

It had started off as a small dare, even Abby didn't think either of them would agree to it. Using each other as a live model while the other drew you felt both horrifying and yet exhilarating. Abby's cheeks flushed at the memory of the suggestion. Vincent stared at her lovingly, using gentle but quick strokes as he followed the curve of her legs, her hips, her naked breasts bared before him. He couldn't get enough of the beauty before him, practically drinking in the sight of her. Abby was slower with her strokes, no master artist like Vincent or Leonardo, but she wanted to pay special attention to her favorite parts of Vincent. His curly blond hair, his pouted lips as he concentrated on his own work, the way the muscles moved in his arm with his quick, masterful strokes. She wondered if she could produce works as fast as he could, like blinking and an image appeared just from the dash of his finger tips, as if he was a magician performing a show.

With a soft sigh, she laid her pencil down, looking at the work she had produced in this little session, wiping the sweat from her brow. Vincent chuckled across the small room.

"Shatje," he said, his voice light as he pointed at his forehead.

Abby blinked, touching her hand to her forehead, making Vincent laugh harder. She then looked down at her hand, horrified to find it was covered in graphite.

"Oh no…"

Vincent stood up and walked across the room, picking up a nearby paper towel from the holder, and wiped her forehead.

"It's not too much, so it'll come right off, I'm sure. Better than that one ink we tried."

Abby sighed, remembering the black ink that wouldn't come off her's and Vincent's hands for days and had the oddest smell. They vowed to never use it again unless absolutely necessary.

When Vincent was done wiping her forehead, he kissed it gently, running his hand down her sweat-damp hair.

"Maybe we should take a break for now," Abby said, standing up as well, picking up the loose tshirt that was laying on the couch. It was one of Vincent's but he didn't said a word. He thought she looked cute in one of his shirts. "Laundry should be done drying too."

"On a hot day like today, I should hope so," Vincent said, pulling on his underwear and a pair of green shorts. "I'll go see if it is while you get some water."

"W-wait, aren't you going to put on a shirt too?"

"You're wearing my last one, shatje." he smiled, slipping on his sandals.

Abby flushed red, looking down finally to see that she was indeed wearing his shirt. On a second glance, she saw that hers were nowhere to be found.

"Where's…?"

"I put them in the wash before we started our drawing practice. Better to do all of it at once rather than having one or two clothing lying around until the next round, right?"

Abby flushed darker, her hands pulling down the hem of his shirt to cover herself.

"Vincent… did you take everything?"

Vincent only smiled.

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Clara

"When this mark fades, that's when I will come for you."

Clara smiled and sighed. Of all the books she had read in the past, the line from King Byron from Midnight Cinderella stuck out as she looked at herself in the mirror, seeing the small kiss of purple on her collarbone. She had asked Nokto before her trip, as a silly idea, but she really should have known better to do so before going to visit her friend, married to the love of her life just hours ago.

She wondered if Nokto was doing alright without her, especially at night. It was one of the reasons she asked him if he wanted something to ease his loneliness while she was gone. It was how the idea of matching love bites started. He guided her through it, her having never done something so bold and daring before. She remembered seeing the red mark on his porcelain skin, right around his collarbone, how proud he'd been of her for doing it. Knowing him, he was probably showing it off to all that would listen. She was sure Yves would have a fit with Nokto being so… so open and brazen of his love life with her, she flushed at the idea.

She shook her head, rattling the thoughts out of her head. She instead turned her head to the beautiful bouquet sitting on the borrowed dresser. Thorn-less red roses and various other brightly colored buds and petals decorated it. She closed her eyes.

"Catching the bouquet means you’re the next be married, right?"

The silence of the room was her only answer.

"You're being a silly little girl again, Clara," she told herself. "And it would be a big to-do, marrying a prince anyway."

She sighed, running her fingers over the rose petals.

"He wouldn't want that kind of commitment anyway. Not him. Be too much work being a princess consort too."

She looked at herself in the dresser mirror, pulling at her pink blouse, revealing the fading mark beneath.

"'When this mark fades,'" she quoted, "'that's when I'll come for you.'"

She chuckled.

"Nokto is no King Byron, silly. The two are completely different."

Yet she couldn't stop staring at the mark, as if willing it to do something the longer she looked at it.

Finally, with a soft sigh, she released the fabric to it's natural position, hiding the mark from the world. She then reached for her hair, pulling out the pins and ribbons that had held up surprisingly well for the entire wedding ceremony. Brushing her hair with her fingers, she eased what she could of the curls and waves left behind by her pins.

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Miri

Before Miri opened her eyes, she couldn't help but notice how quiet her bedroom was. It was as though the House of Lamentation had gone completely silent. She couldn't hear any footsteps outside her door, no lighthearted chatter, not even a crow's cry that was so prevalent before in Devildom.

Her body felt so heavy, she could barely move. Her eyes felt crusty, like she had fallen asleep crying and now she was feeling the aftereffects. It had been a long time since she had fallen asleep crying, the last time being when she was back in the human world, before Solomon had found her again. She had been missing her new brothers, her new family, and couldn't stop the tears from coming.

Now, however, she couldn't recall why she had fallen asleep crying. She was in Devildom again, judging by the darkness outside the window. The plants roamed all around her room, save for her bed and the nearby table where she and her brothers sat.

Her hand twitched suddenly, discovering that a warm, familiar weight was holding it in place. Black gloves in a much larger hand encircled her smaller hand, the only change was there being an intricate ring circling her ring finger, blue gemstones engraved all around it. The colors reminded her of Lucifer, faintly.

Suddenly, everything came rushing back to her. Lucifer's memory loss, Diavolo and Solomon keeping secrets from the both of them, how she had dizzy spells and headaches that kept getting worse, that damned blade that Solomon had placed in her hands… intending to take Lucifer's life so she could live and how much that devastated her.

She had refused to go through with it, thinking that if it was her that was causing all of this, then it should be her that should go, not Lucifer.

She remembered her hands shaking as she tried to turn the blade onto herself, how Lucifer tried to pull it away from her to try and put it in himself. That she had been in pain with her headaches and some feeling she couldn't name. How she saw a flash of Simeon behind Lucifer… how he pulled her out of Lucifer's arms and into his.

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ana-thedaydreamer · 4 months

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Because Ikemen Villains is having EN version soon, so I'm really excited to share my Ikevil OCs here because I've been working on these girls for quite some time after reading stories in JP ver. and choosing my bias(es) 💖(*•̀ᴗ•́*)و ̑̑

Same as Ikevamp, which I have 3 girls (1 main (Annalisa) and 2 subs (Madeline and Odette). Ikevil I have 2 girls, 1 main (Emily) and 1 sub (Penelope)

💕 Please meet Emily Morris and Penelope White 💕

Emily Morris 🐰 - Love Interest: Harrison Gray 🦊

Penelope White 🍎 - Love Interest: Roger Barel 🔫

Here is their character sheet and information 🥰

Emily and Penelope relationship info 🐰🍎

#cybird ikemen #otome game #cybird #fanart #ikevil oc #ikevil harrison #ikevil roger #oc x canon #ikevil oc emily #ikevil oc penelope #anadreamart

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ana-thedaydreamer · 1 year

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Having my ikevamp ocs - From left to right, Odette, Annalisa, and Madeline making chocolate cupcakes for Valentine’s Day ❤️🥰

#cybird ikemen #otome game #cybird #fanart #ikevamp #ikevamp oc

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ana-thedaydreamer · 2 years

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Lunar New Year is coming so I decided to let my 2 OCs, Annalisa and Madeline, wearing my hometown’s traditional clothes Ao Dai, but it’s the modern designs 🥰❤️

#fanart #cybird ikemen #cybird #otome game #ikevamp #ikevamp oc #oc facts #Annalisa is mixed she has Asian blood in her #Madeline is a 100% French girl #they both get along well

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ana-thedaydreamer · 3 years

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A sneakpeek of my Ocs information from Ikemen Vampire, Annalisa and Madeline in my upcoming 17+ doujinshi as a reward for Leonardo and Le Comte‘s ranking in the last election.

Since it‘s for 2 couples so it will take a while to finish 🙇

#fanart #cybird ikemen #cybird #otome game #ikevamp #ikemen vampire #ikevamp oc #Annalisa #Madeline

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not-krys · 3 years

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Kissings (Houki, Ophelia, Thea, Maddie, Abby)

So, over on my ramblings twitter, I was posting responses to this meme about the ocs and their partners. As of this posting, I've only gotten as far as the 'who is the best kisser' question. I couldn't really answer the question as kissing can come in many forms and intensities, so I just decided to forego the decision of crowning the best kisser and decided to just write kissing scenes instead.

It also kinda works as a belated kiss day thing, so there's that too.

Regular warnings apply. This is raw and unedited, some stop unexpectedly, some are super short. They're wips for a reason, lol. Spoilers for Mitsunari's Dramatic Ending and for Vincent's Dramatic Ending as well (his section with Abby is angst but with a happy ending). Thea's section implies some spice, but I did keep it kinda vague as the original meme wanted to be sfw, so... up to you if you wanna see their late-night shenanigans as squeaky-clean or not

Also, my ramblings twitter, though it is small and slow to update sometimes, here it is.

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Houki & Mitsunari

Rain pounded relentlessly against the roof of their makeshift shelter: an abandoned home in the mountainside. Mitsunari lit a fire in the pit, giving them some much-needed light and warmth while Houki attended as best as she could to her twisted ankle with her limited vision. In the scuffle to get away from their pursuers and the literal storm that had originally brought her to Sengoku Era Japan, she had lost her glasses along the way and could barely see her own hand in front of her face, let alone her hurting ankle or Mitsunari's undoubtedly troubled face. She wished there was more she could have done to save herself, that Mitsunari didn't have to put himself in danger to save everyone. If she had been smarter, faster, anything that didn't have them in their current situation… She bit her lip, looking away from the lighted fire, shivering.

She then felt a light tap on her shoulder, and soon Mitsunari's soft smile took up her vision.

"The fire's warm now. I'll carry you over so you don't have to walk on your leg."

Before she could protest, with a soft grumble and a hiss of pain of his own, he lifted her up and carried her closer to the fire, sitting her comfortably in his lap.

"…I wouldn't have minded the floor."

"I know you wouldn't have," he replied, pulling her closer, "but, it's probably better that you can't see it right now."

"Besides, it'll be easier to keep warm if we hold each other like this. And you can see me better from this distance."

He was still mostly blurry to her, only barely able to make out his silvery hair in his face and his violet eyes in the low light, but she was relieved to see he was at least smiling. She leaned her head into his chest, surprised to feel his armor was gone from his chest. His hand then tangled itself in her hair, trying to straighten what he could with his fingers. He wished he could brush her hair with a soft brush or comb, but he made do with what he had.

"We'll search for the others at first light. The storm should be over by then as well."

She nodded, closing her eyes, trying her best to relax, but she found it hard to do with so much on her mind. Her lack of vision only served to dampen her mood further.

She soon felt the familiar tap on her shoulder, making her look up at her beloved. Mitsunari met her halfway, kissing her, lingering on her for a few moments. When he finally released her for air, he touched his nose to hers, making she could clearly see him.

"We will get through this. Together. It was painful enough, being parted from you. I refuse to make that error again."

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Ophelia & Kennyo:

Ophelia loved giving cheek kisses to Kennyo when he least expected them. Whether it was on long walks together or if he's tired looking over reports. She would put her arms around him, giving him a long, soft kiss on his cheek, then she always laid her head on his back.

One late night, Kennyo was feeling cheeky and missing his lady, so he decided to try a little experiment, to see what would happen if Ophelia was the one being kissed instead.

Like clockwork, he heard the door open and close quietly, a hot steaming mug placed near his hand on his desk. Those familiar pale arms circled him, her chin resting there as she read over his shoulder. His hand touched hers as he sighed contently.

"I know," Kennyo said, "I'll join you soon."

She squeezed him once, her white hair falling from behind her ear as she leaned forward, intent on completing her nightly ritual.

What she didn't account for was Kennyo turning his head so the two could touch lips, surprising her.

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Thea & Theo & Arthur

Thea rarely had days she fell asleep and woke up alone anymore. Theo accompanied her at night when Arthur was up late writing, and her mornings usually found her tangled up in Arthur's arms, the scent of dried ink and stale coffee surrounding her rather than Theo's usual fancy cologne that helped her sleep.

This morning, however, was a rare celebration: Both Arthur and Theo cradled her against them, her long loose hair tickling both noses, much to Arthur's amusement and Theo's irritation. With a sigh, Theo brushed her hair out of her face, her freckled nose twitching and scrunching at the sensation. He then pulled her head towards him, kissing her slightly parted lips.

Arthur, never one to be outdone by anyone even if those ones were his lovers, gently tugged her hair from her neck and shoulder and trailed feather pecks down her ear and neck, earning a soft groan from the lady in front of him.

"You're both terrible, you know," she grumbled sleepily.

"Wouldn't have it any other way, darling." Arthur chuckled.

"It's your own fault, Hondje," Theo smirked, "thinking you could take both of us at once."

"It's too early for your mouth, Theo." Thea groaned again, Theo snickering at her.

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Maddie & Harr:

Harr stood stunned, blinking and looking down at Maddie, who was biting her lip and looking away in frustration. Silence slipped between the two of them as Harr took in what had just happened.

Maddie had been walking towards him as he had been finishing up dinner. He had been reaching for something on a high shelf when she had suddenly appeared in front of him. Her hands had been on his chest and she had stood as tall as her toes would allow her. Next thing he knew, he felt a small peck on his chin and the sound of Maddie's heels settling back onto the floor, along with a huffy breath of disappointment.

"Are… you all right?" Harr asked.

Maddie huffed again, her cheeks turning pink.

"I just… forgot how tall you are."

Harr blinked again as she pouted, her dark green bangs covering her eyes.

Finally, everything clicked into place and Harr smiled. He leaned in closer to her, tilted her chin up and kissed her.

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Abby and Vincent:

Abby's gaze was fixated on the medium-sized painting before her, the brushstrokes and familiar colors tickling her memories. It looked so much like something Vincent would create, a still life with sunflowers, with a background she could easily identify as his room in Comte's mansion. Her heart ached, her memories now just that, never to see her new friends or lover again. Steeling herself against the tears that threatened to fall, she moved onto the next painting in the gallery, her breath catching in her throat once more.

It was a portrait of a young woman with short blonde hair and dark brown eyes, just like hers. The picture was far more beautiful than she was, but she couldn't deny the resemblance was uncanny. The familiar brushwork and colors were the same from the previous painting, the gentle hands of a master painter giving life to the subject.

Her heart stung, feeling the tears welling up again. It couldn't have been Vincent who had painted these, there was no way.

And yet, all of his telltale marks and style were there in that portrait. As if he was blatantly asking for her to see him, calling out to her, screaming for her even.

But, he was in another time now, another world away. One that was out of her reach now.

No, she wasn't going to cry. She had come here to enjoy a day at the local art gallery. Old memories weren't going to bring her down today.

Yet, she couldn't stop the single tear that slid down her cheek.

Suddenly, there was a gasp behind her. She sniffed, wiped her tear away and turned around, an apology and a reassurance on her tongue ready for when she spoke to the stranger behind her that had almost caught her crying.

Then, she met those familiar blue eyes framed by a halo of messy blond hair. The same ruddy cheeks that glowed in sunlight, the same laugh lines around his mouth, the same lanky frame she had been almost too familiar with, every fiber of her being was screaming at her that it was Vincent standing before her.

Every fiber, except her head. It… wasn't possible, was it? Were her eyes playing tricks on her? Had her mind finally snapped in grief?

The growing relief in his eyes told her otherwise.

"…Abby."

He only said one word, but it was enough for her dams to break loose, tears streaming freely as she ran towards him. He sprinted towards her as well, scooping her into his arms and squeezed her so tight, she didn't know if he was breaking her apart with his bare hands, or holding the both of them together by sheer force of will. He dried her tears and left small kisses all over her heated face while she did the same, saying his name over and over again like a mantra. When both were out of breath, he held her against his heart and rubbed her back.

#krys's adventures in fanfiction #wip wednesday #ikesen oc #ikevamp oc #ikerev oc #houki of jiyel #ophelia of revaire #dorothea reid (oc)#madeline fleming (oc)#abigail von ikevamp #since she doesn't have an official last name yet #that'll be her tag for now #lol #Houki's and Thea's stories I had to get a kiss prompt list because I didn't have any ideas for kiss scenes for them #meanwhile Maddie's was inspired by an event in MidCin where MC tried to surprise kiss Byron but only got as high as his chin #because he's so tall and she couldn't quite reach his mouth #I laughed for a good solid five minutes after that scene #I mean relateable problem but it was just so fucking funny #I don't even remember why it was *that* funny #poor MC and her short person problems haha #her and Maddie for having too tol of boyfriends they wanna kiss but cant because they're too tol

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OC Masterlist

*[Character A] x [Character B (et. al)]=Romantic and/or Sexual Relationships *[Character A] & [Character B (et. al)]=Platonic, Familial, or Acquaintances. *[Character A], [Character B x/& Character C (et. al)]=If a character is featured with a pairing doing something in the background. Example: [Character A] is observing [Character B] and [Character C] doing something cute, etc. and expressing their thoughts about it (internally or externally).

*et al=all the rest, here meaning if I have multiple partners or characters mentioned. So, if a Character C is included in the description, basically, and so forth.

Fandom OCs

IkeSen OCs

Houki of Jiyel

Intro Post

Fics

I Know You Didn’t Ask For This (Houki x Mitsunari) Fictober 2019

You Should Always Tell the Truth (Houki & Ieyasu)

The Experiment (Houki x Mitsunari) NSFW

Houki and Nobunaga Play Go (Houki & Nobunaga) WIP Wednesday

Houki and Nobunaga Play Go 2.0 (Houki & Nobunaga) WIP Wednesday

Kissings (Houki x Mitsunari) WIP Wednesday

Silence (Hideyoshi, Houki x Mitsunari) WIP Wednesday

Starvation (Houki & Masamune) WIP Wednesday

Love (Houki x Mitsunari) WIP Wednesday

Nurture (Houki x Mitsunari) WIP Wednesday

Art

Different Universe, Same Love: Day 1 (Houki x Mitsunari)

Asks

Houki Clarifies What She Means By Not Wanting to Be Involved With Killing and Violence

Houki Gives Her Opinion on Masamune

OC Ask Prompts

Ophelia of Revaire

Intro Post

Fics

I Never Knew It Could Be This Way (Ophelia x Kennyo) Fictober 2019

Ophelia and Ranmaru (Ophelia & Ranmaru) WIP Wednesday

Kissings (Ophelia x Kennyo) WIP Wednesday

Starvation (Ophelia x Kennyo) WIP Wednesday

Love (Ophelia) WIP Wednesday

Nurture (Ophelia) (WIP Wednesday)

Art

Different Universe, Same Love: Day 5 (Ophelia x Kennyo)

Tis the Season for Love CCC: Sharing a Scarf (Ophelia x Kennyo)

IkeVamp OCs

Dorothea “Thea” Reid

Intro Post

Fics

I’m Borrowing Your Lap (Thea x Theo)

Thea Patches Up Theo (Thea x Theo) WIP Wednesday

Kissings (Thea x Theo x Arthur) WIP Wednesday

Love (Thea x Theo) WIP Wednesday

No Time (Thea x Arthur) WIP Wednesday

Art

Different Universe, Same Love: Day 6 [Thea x Theo]

Abigail “Abby” Clarke

Fics

I’ve Waited For This (Theo & Abby, Vincent x Abby) Fictober 2021

Silence (Abby x Vincent) WIP Wednsday

Kissings (Abby x Vincent) WIP Wednesday

Starvation (Abby & Leonardo) WIP Wednesday

Love (Abby x Vincent) WIP Wednesday

Grey (Shakespeare, Abby x Vincent) WIP Wednesday

Happy Birthday, Vincent (Abby x Vincent) NSFW

Family Picnic (Abby x Vincent) Spring Shower, Spring Flowers 2023

Nurture (Theo, Arthur, Abby x Vincent) WIP Wednesday

Art

Different Universe, Same Love: Final Day [Abby x Vincent]

Abby finding Jean practicing his sword skills [Abby & Jean]

‘Tis the Season for Love CCC: “Actually, there is one more thing on my wish list.” [Abby x Vincent]

IkeRev OCs

Madeline “Maddie” Fleming

Intro Post

Fics

Kissings (Maddie x Harr) WIP Wednesday

That Could Have Gone Better (Maddie x Harr) Fictober 2021

Silence (Maddie x Harr) WIP Wednesday

Starvation (Maddie & Loki) WIP Wednesday

Love (Maddie x Harr, Sirius) WIP Wednesday

Nurture (Maddie x Harr) Six Sentence Sunday

Art

Maddie and Harr Dancing by the Lake of Tears (Maddie x Harr)

Different Universe, Same Love: Day 3 (Maddie x Harr)

Pencil sketch of Maddie and Harr (Maddie x Harr)

Tis the Season For Love CCC: This gingerbread house just WON’T stay up! (Maddie & Harr & Loki)

IkePri OCs

Clara Laurent

Fics

Clara and Nokto in the Library (Clara x Nokto) WIP Wednesday NSFW

Silence (Clara x Nokto) WIP Wednesday

Birthday Present (Clara x Nokto) 221B Ficlet NSFW

Starvation (Clara & Rio) WIP Wednesday

Love (Clara x Nokto) WIP Wednesday

No Time (Clara x Rio)

Art

Different Universe, Same Love: Day 2 (Clara x Nokto)

Clavis, you disgust me (Clara & Clavis)

‘Tis the Season for Love CCC: Fake Christmas Date (Clara x Nokto)

Obey Me! OCs

Miriam

Fics

Silence [Miri & Lucifer] WIP Wednesday

Love [Miri & Mammon] WIP Wednesday

Art

Different Universe, Same Love: Day 4 (Miri & Lucifer)

Miri and Levi as Merfolk

Original OCs

Eternity Saga OCs

Fics

I Can’t Do This Anymore (Takashi Imeteri x Arianna) Fictober 2020

Misc OCs

Fics

Would You Come Look At This? (Dani x Angie) Fictober 2020

Multiple OCs Asks

Uncommon Questions for OCs and Creators [Houki, Ophelia, Thea]

OCs Asks [Houki, Ophelia, Thea, Maddie, Abby, Clara]

OC Ask [Ophelia, Abby, Miri]

Emoji OC Ask [Ophelia, Miri]

You’ve Got Questions, I’ve Got OCs [Ophelia, Miri]

Questions About Creating OCs [Houki, Ophelia, Maddie, Miri]

Random Numbers Ask [Ophelia, Maddie, Haiiro]

Random Numbers Asks [Ophelia, Takashi]

Other/Misc OC Things

Kissings (WIP Wednesday) [Houki, Ophelia, Thea, Maddie, Abby]

Silence (WIP Wednesday) [Houki, Maddie, Abby, Clara, Miri]

Visual Ref. [Houki, Ophelia, Thea, Maddie, Abby, Clara, Miri]

Happy Birthday Isaac [Thea, Abby]

How I Name My OCs [Thea, Haiiro, Houki, Ophelia, Takashi]

Starvation [Houki, Clara, Maddie, Abby, Ophelia]

Love [All IkeSeries and Obey Me OCs]

No Time (WIP Wednesday)[Clara, Thea] WIP Wednesday

Nurture (WIP Wednesday) [Houki, Ophelia, Abby]

#masterlist #krys's adventures in fanfiction #ocs #ikesen oc #ikevamp oc #ikerev oc #ikepri oc #houki of jiyel #ophelia of revaire #dorothea reid #obey me oc #madeline fleming (oc)#abigail clarke (oc)#clara laurent (oc)#miriam (obey me mc)

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