#ikevamp scenarios

[natimiles]

Lazy morning with Leonardo

Words: 400

Tags: scenario; morning cuddles; fluffy; established relationship; no pronouns specified for reader; I changed his pet name to “amore mio”.

The sunlight sneaks through a gap in the curtain, waking you up in the morning. You scrunch up your nose in a grimace and try to bury your face in the pillow, but it fails to protect you from the offending light. You’ll have to properly close the curtain, then.

Sighing, you try to move softly so you don’t wake Leonardo up. Frowning, you realize you couldn’t move even an inch; you’re still in the same position, lying on your stomach. Smiling, it dawns on you that Leonardo’s body is almost completely draped over yours, his chest pressing against your back, his legs intertwined with yours, and his arms locked around your torso, his fingers laced with yours.

It’s astounding how you hadn’t realized before just how trapped you were.

Gently, you try to free your fingers, but his grip tightens. As you attempt to move your legs, you feel his intertwining with yours, keeping you in place.

“Where do you think you’re going, amore mio?” His husky voice sounds close to your ear as you feel him nuzzling his face into your hair.

“The sun is hitting my face,” you pout.

Your frustration must have dripped into your voice because Leonardo softly lifts his head from the pillow to look at your face, then at the crack in the curtain. He smiles and flops back down, his grip tightening on you.

“I got you,” he says mischievously.

“What—” You’re interrupted by your own yelp.

He pulls you closer and rolls his body, causing you to pass over him and land safely on the mattress on the other side of him.

“There,” he smiles lazily. “Safe and sound from the sun now.”

“Leonardo!” you try to scold, turning to look at him. But you find it hard not to smile too, soon laughing. “Honestly…”

“No excuses to leave me now,” he says as he brushes your hair to the side and kisses your forehead.

“I still have to get up for work soon.”

“We have time,” he murmurs. “Until then…” He gently kisses your eyelids, coaxing them to close. “Have a good sleep.”

You settle comfortably in his arms, nuzzling your face against his chest, and he embraces you again. You can hear his heart beating steadily, smell the soothing scent of his cigarillos, and feel his fingers ghostly caressing your shoulder and back.

And soon, you’re back to sleep.

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[oigimi]

. arthur as a college boyfriend ! .

you met at one of the coffee shops around campus.

at the end of your afternoon class you would always head down for a nice drink and a snack to accompany a study session

and arthur was always there.

he always sat across from someone, although oddly enough you noticed that he'd never be sitting across from the same woman multiple days in a row.

you ignored him all the time, and he mostly ignored you. you sat at tables on opposite sides of the coffee shop.

except for a few glances you'd catch him trying to steal (while trying to steal some from him).

one day you came in, and the place was flooded with people.

there was an event around your usual study time, and it only left one available seat for you:

right across from arthur.

he invites you to sit with him, and does not hold back with flirting.

he immediately goes in, talking about how pretty/handsome you are, and how nicely your outfit compliments your figure.

after your little date he asks you out on another.

that one date becomes two, then three, then four.

and before you knew it, you and arthur were texting all the time.

he tells you about what he's up to, and oddly enough he never seems to hang around random girls anymore.

you send him memes he'd like.

one day, arthur invites you to your normal spot at the coffee shop and asks you to be his date to a party happening that weekend.

you emphatically agree, and soon enough you're at a party hosted by his friend leonardo.

he bought you something nice to wear (seemingly out of nowhere).

he's actually bought you a lot of things.

he pays for your coffee dates and little trinkets he thinks are cute.

at the party, he gets a little tipsy and so do you.

"y/n, look at me. can you hear me?"

"yeah."

"listen to me closely."

he grabs your shoulders and pulls you in for a kiss, confessing his feelings in slurred speech.

you're gorgeous to him, and he can't see anyone else when he's with you.

you make him want to take his studies more seriously.

he always wants to check in with you, making sure school isn't getting you too hard (especially during finals).

he takes you fun places when you're free (you've been to the zoo, the park, and the amusement park together!)

and always listens to what you have to say.

arthur is a mix of a gift-giver and a physical affection-giver.

he likes texting, but nothing beats holding you and kissing your forehead after a rough day.

he wants to lay down with you and pet your hair, and listen to your hopes and dreams.

he cares about you more than he's cared about anyone before.

after you graduate, he goes to med school, and plans to get a little apartment for you both.

take care of him pls, and he'll always take care of you!

#ikevamp #ikemen vampire #ikevamp arthur #ikevamp headcanons #ikevamp scenarios #ikemen vampire arthur

[klutzyroses]

I think i saw your requests are open...i hope they are! I wanted to ask headcannons of the IkeVamp boys with an MC who is the definition of an actual angel and turns out to be one? Like– i can just see Comte covering poor innocent MC's ears whenever Theo or any cusses. (MC with wings omg– i'm a simp)

They are indeed!

Part 2

IkeVamp HCs: Angel SO

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

Suitors: Napoleon, Arthur, Theo, Comte

Napoleon

He wasn't entirely sure what to expect when he met the angel in question, but he was taken aback, not only by how stunning she was, but also how heartwarmingly sweet she was.

Her kind and soft hearted disposition was magnetic to say the least. She could charm many with that soft giggle, her cheeks dusted a cheerful pink as her laughter rings like a bell.

He feels inclined to shield her from all the evil in the world, that's how pure she is to him. She may even be purer than Vincent and that in of itself was quite the accomplishment.

He will often find himself teasing her over her sweetness, simply because she is such a wonder to look at when she blushes or pouts.

He definitely never allows any creepy people to touch her, for fear she may be defiled. Nobody defiles his angel.

Soon he is shown just how much of an angel she is. It was one beautiful sight he wouldn't forget. This... this is why he had been reborn surely.

Her open wings like a blanket of snowflakes trickling onto the earth, surrounding them both like their own little cocoon. Her luminous eyes reflect the light of her halo as they stare into his viridian orbs.

He reaches for her, slowly, almost not daring to breath as he cups her face lovingly and gently tugging until their lips meet for a soft kiss. He leans his head on hers as he never breaks eye contact.

"Look at you...ma belle, petite nunuche...je t'aime."

Arthur

Ah, what a lovely little lady he's got here.

So sweet, so kind, so innocent, so loving. How delightful and charming!

He does, to some extent feel like he isn't worthy of her presence, let alone her love. Such an unsullied, gentle flower and then...him. It felt even more humbling when she so wholeheartedly accepted him for who he was, with open arms and an equally open heart.

It made him fall even deeper for her and one day, he got the surprise of his life when he found her, wings fully open as she sat on the mansion's roof. Like soft clouds, the snow white feathers rustle very lightly in the cooling breeze with her soft hair. Her eyes open halfway and then widen when they meet sapphire blue gazing at her in utter awe.

He is frozen to the spot, his mouth hanging open as he stared at the beguiling seraph before slowly approaching and kneeling in front of her, gently reaching to take her hand.

He presses a kiss to the side of it, his blue eyes wavering with emotion, twinkling with love and wonder.

"You...are so beautiful, my love...my darling, I can't even take my eyes off you."

Theo

As if Vincent wasn't enough...

He didn't think anyone could actually be even similar to his brother and then she came along with her pouty lips and her big doe eyes.

Her quiet, gentle disposition, her delicate manner, she was like a little butterfly flitting around leaving sparkles everywhere and leaving him feeling all gooey and yucky.

When Vincent and Y/N are together, they shine so radiantly, he thinks he's going to throw up rainbows and flowers.

Arthur. Is not allowed. To touch her. Never. Not a chance. He is not going to let him fill her innocent little head with his garbage.

When he first bears witness to her full angelic form, he has no words. Theodorus Van Gogh is speechless.

The light fluttering of large wings of white caught in the sunlight as it gleams in her crystal eyes as she meets his gaze. He almost wants to get Vincent to paint her in all her majesty but he finds himself unwilling to have anyone else see her this way.

So instead he cups her cheek in his hand, his thumb caressing her soft cheek.

"Can't believe you had the nerve to hide this from me, hondje...Look how gorgeous you are..."

Comte

Having seen many things in his incredibly long lifetime, he would think he had seen it all, yet was still unprepared for an actual angel to appear in his life.

But he was most delighted to have her of course.

It would be no surprise that he would be extremely protective over the sweet cherub, no matter what the circumstances were, whether it's heating inappropriate speaking or dangerous situations.

He would definitely scold Arthur and Theo to no end for speaking vulgar language in front of her while he covers her ears as she blinks slowly and innocently.

There will be no cursing around the lovely girl as long as he is around.

So when he finally discovered who she really was, he couldn't say he was too surprised.

But still, she was like a dream. A mystic fantasy that he could not quite fathom even in his sleep, her large white wings glinting like pearls in the moonlight, a shining white light encircling her head as her beautiful face remained calm and serene.

In his incredibly long lifetime, he has seen many things but nothing he saw could compare to the beauty holding out her dainty hands to him, as he gently clasps them, kissing her fingers tenderly.

"Mon ange...you are truly a vision of beauty...I'm truly honored..."

🌸

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[chocolate-parfait]

Heya! Not sure if I can ask this as a scenario, and if not go ahead and make this a headcanons! It's a bit complicated, so feel free to skip this if it's too much!

After some time MC came to the mansion she has had small moments of sadness and subtly avoiding the Van Gogh bothers. They eventually catch up on it but can't phantom why, until they hear her talking to Sebastian during some chores, saying how Theo and Vinc remind her of her and her own brother, and how for the good of both of them she will never see again.

Having a bit of a rough time and need some platonic fluff

Where the flowers bloom - Ikemen Vampire (Vincent & Theo) (Platonic)

pairing: Vincent x MC x Theo (platonic!!!!)

word count: 1.3k

cw/tw: fluff at the end <3

Sorry for the delay!😭 +I have never eaten a stamppot in my life I hope its not too much out of place,,🧎‍♀️

It was a rainy afternoon, and although the gloomy weather didn’t come unexpectedly, the air in the mansion was thick and oppressive. After lunch was finished, Theo made his way to his older brother’s room, hoping that witnessing his genius in action would relieve him of that weird feeling that had been following him around for days now. Hopefully, Vincent would have been able to ease the uneasiness he felt, and perhaps the two could solve together the issue that was bothering the both of them. In fact, although the art dealer considered himself to be quite experienced when it came to handling other people’s weaknesses, this time he had no solution in mind for how to solve the situation.

It had already been a few weeks ever since MC had arrived at the mansion, and it was as clear as day that her presence brightened everyone’s mood and brought all of them together. Nevertheless, the tightness of her smile never escaped the Dutch man’s observant gaze. In her eyes there always seemed to be a hint of something that went beyond logic, perhaps the expression of a suffering soul that could only be seen through the perceptiveness of an empathetic heart. Furthermore, as the days went by, this condition of hers seemed to worsen more and more, particularly when the girl found herself in the presence of the two brothers. Had Theo really been as ruthless as he wanted to appear, then maybe he wouldn’t have cared at all; but something, something suspiciously familiar was pulling at his heartstrings and stopping him from turning the other way.

Unsurprisingly, his brother had perfectly understood the situation as well, and it was only a matter of time before the two decided to openly discuss the issue amongst themselves.

“Theo, do you think we could have upset her by saying or doing something wrong?”

“I don’t know broer but… that doesn’t seem the case to me. She always seems so melancholic whenever we’re around...”

“Perhaps… Perhaps we should just ask her?” The painter’s azure eyes turned to the ground, pensive and clouded with worry, and his younger brother could not find it in himself to upset him even more.

The two men made their way through the mansion’s endlessly long hallways, heading both towards where they believed you to be. As one could expect, their vampire senses didn’t fail them, and soon they could hear your voice coming from behind the kitchen door. It was shaky, hesitant and filled with sadness, but still, it was undoubtedly yours.

“Sebastian I- …I don’t know what to do…” Were you about to reveal the secret behind your weird behavior? Vincent and Theo knew that eavesdropping was a wrong thing to do, but they were utterly out of clues about the whole situation. With a shared glance and a nod of the head, they inched closer to the door to hear you better, just like two children impatiently awaiting Santa Claus’ arrival.

“Have you tried talking to them about it, MC?” A calmer and steadier voice inquired. “Oh no, how could I? I can’t even face them, they remind me too much of me and my brother…” Moments of silence followed, interrupted by a trembling sigh. “Seeing how much they love each other, it only serves to remind me of how miserable I am”. Unbeknownst to them, you tightly gripped the now cold cup of tea in your hands, as Sebastian put a comforting hand on your shoulder. “Because you promised yourself not to see him anymore?” There it was. The root of the issue. You quietly hummed an affirmative response. “That's something I did for the both of us.”

A few days passed by after that gloomy day, and nothing much changed. At least, on the surface. Theo and Vincent had started going out more and more frequently, sparing you the sorrow that their presence awakened in your heart. They seemed more restless, always in a hurry and more avoidant than usual; even Arthur wasn’t able to give you an explanation when you asked him what the two were up to. You were glad they were giving you some space, but at the same time you felt bad. They probably thought you were extremely rude for always trying to avoid them, maybe now the Vang Goghs had enough of you and started keeping their distances themselves. Your feelings tangled up in a chaotic mess even more when, one day, you found a note on your bed.

Go to the hill at XX park where the hydrangeas bloom. Come alone.

Had someone from the mansion written that letter? The printed words would spare you no clues as to who their original owner was nor anything about their real intentions. The possibilities of something going wrong were many, but although anxiety flooded over you, an invisible force pushed you to go and see for yourself. Before leaving, you made sure to tell Comte about the card, just to make sure he knew about your location in case anything happened. Although he offered to accompany you, you politely turned him down; a little voice in your head told you that it was something you had to deal with by yourself.

As you stepped down the carriage, your feet were immediately carrying you over the place indicated by the letter. You remembered it very well, after all you, Dazai and Isaac would visit the place every now and then. The cherry-haired man was usually forced to come along by the Japanese poet, who would take the both of you on a stroll all the way to the top of the hill, the place with the best view in the whole park. These outings helped you take your mind off your brother, so you greatly appreciated the effort of the two vampires.

The familiar scenery now appeared from behind the countless hydrangea bushes, blooming right in front of your eyes. However, no scary gang of thugs nor bloodthirsty criminals were waiting for you. Instead, two heads turned to look at you. “Took you long enough, Knabbeltje” Was it a…picnic…? “Ah, MC! I’m so glad you came!” By the time Vincent came to usher you towards the blanket that lay on the grass, your head was swimming in a sea of confusion. “What are you two doing here?” As you sat across them, Theo handed you a plate with a serving of stamppot, a traditional Dutch dish. “What do you mean What are you two doing here; you read the letter, didn’t you?” You recalled the contents of the note that was left on your bed, perplexity surfacing all over your features. “I’m sorry we didn’t invite you directly, MC.” The older brother filled you a glass of water. “It’s just that… we weren’t sure you would have accepted our invite if you knew who we were.”

Your doubts had now been confirmed: the brothers noticed your weird behavior and it affected them. Your chest tightened with guilt; just because they reminded you of your brother you had no right to treat them in such an unpolite way. You lowered your gaze, staring at the nearby strands of grass. “It’s because I’ve been avoiding you both, isn’t it? I’m sor-“. A deep voice suddenly cut you off. “You don’t have to say sorry.” Theo then softened his tone. “You must have your reasons, and it’s fine, you don’t have to tell us anything of what happened.” A warm hand reached for your now freezingly cold one. “Yes, MC, Theo’s right. Whatever it is that is troubling you, we hope that you can find happiness in spite of it. And if you ever need a hand or a shoulder to cry on, we’ll always be here for you.”

Vincent’s words brought spring in your hardened heart, as hot droplets of tears pooled in your eyes. The gentle expressions of the two men in front of you dazzled under the sun, whisking away all the heavy clouds that constantly darkened your mind. Despite all the thousands of words you could say to convey what you were feeling, only two words found their way out of your lips, and they were more than enough.

“Thank you.”

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[sunshineyuuji]

Surprising Facts

IkeVamp suitors with an s/o who randomly says interesting facts

Characters: Leonardo Da Vinci, Isaac Newton, Arthur Conan Doyle, Le Comte de Saint-Germain, Johann Georg Faust

Warnings: maybe ooc since I don't know their personalities well, bad English (?), some facts may be a little disturbing (Isaac's part), gn!reader/fem!reader.

Notes: hello~! It's great to write again! I hope you're all taking care. This is the first time I write anything that has to do with the Ikemen series, so I hope you like it (╥﹏╥). Also, this is a tiny bit too much inspired by things I say to my friends and family so enjoy this little random facts I know, te-hee~.

Leonardo Da Vinci

"Did you know that Samuel Morse, the creator of the telegraph and Morse code ran for mayor of New York, but was against Catholics and immigrants?"

"I beg your pardon?"

It's really fun to have them around, though he sometimes doesn't understand some of the facts they throw at him and asks them to explain.

He learns more about future events through their random facts than asking the other residents.

He gets caught off guard by some of the facts his s/o throws at him though.

"Nutmeg is a hallucinogen."

Sometimes tries to ask them things that he thinks may be difficult for them to know, but he always fails.

"Actually, Sudan has more pyramids than any other country in the world."

His s/o never fails to impress him and he loves that.

They’re just cute darlings full of knowledge! They’re pretty and smart!

Secretly wishes to surprise his s/o with something they don't know.

Perhaps his unconditional love for them.

"And did you know, tesoro, that I love you dearly?"

I'm sure they didn't know that one, did they?

Isaac Newton

"Did you know the human stomach can dissolve razor blades?"

"Y/N, please, PLEASE stop with the creepy information."

Look, he's glad they’re drenched in information, but WHY do they choose to tell him the creepy ones?

He knows some of the facts his s/o tells him, others are more modern so he asks them information about it.

But when it comes to the creepy ones...

"Acids can dissolve a body more completely than lye, liquefying even the bones and teeth."

"And why do you need this information?!"

Let's face it, it's a bit weird that they know that, but they’re full of information!

Although they always have one or two that make him smile.

"Did you know the world's longest marriage lasted 86 years?"

Isaac looked up at his s/o with intrigue.

"Why don't we break the record?" they smiled at him and laughed when they noticed his cheeks blush.

Arthur Conan Doyle

"There are four law books bound in human skin at the Harvard University Library."

"Bound in what?!"

It feels like a competition.

He wants to outsmart them in saying something they don't know, but never finds anything.

"Video cameras were invented in 1891."

"Mmm that was the movie camera called Kinetograph, but in 1888 Louis Le Prince invented a single-lens camera that created the first and oldest motion video in existence."

"Bloody hell, Y/N!"

Don't worry, there is one thing he can do that leaves them with no answer.

And that is at flirting.

"You may be a little know-it-all, but you're still my cute dove, aren't you?" he chuckles. "Oh yes, I always win in the game of seduction."

Always uses the little random facts they give him on books.

Like that one time when his s/o told him that hydrogen peroxide dissolves blood!

Comte de Saint-Germain

Let's be clear, this man knows quite a lot thanks to his time travels.

But that doesn't stop his s/o from saying a thing or two.

"It's interesting how people often paint you as a time traveler and an immortal being without knowing they're right. Isn't it ironic?"

Asks more about future events like wars that are soon to come or any type of information that calls his attention.

"In your time, which is the most famous book?"

"Currently the Bible. It's the most recognizable and famous book that has ever been published."

He always has this soft smile whenever they tell him anything out of the blue, either because of amusement or because he loves how they smile whenever they tell him any random fact.

It's adorable to say the least, and he will make sure to always make them feel proud of their knowledge.

"Ma chèrie is very smart and knowledgeable. I sure am a lucky man, aren't I?"

Johann Georg Faust

Let's be for real, he's a smart ass.

He knows quite a lot about alchemy and other stuff.

But what about modern stuff?

"You know, I wanted to watch the play that goes by your name. I read it though! Very tragic indeed."

"What are you talking about?"

Yeah, yeah, he’s smart and stuff.

Really cool.

But his face when they tell him something he doesn’t know?!

Priceless.

Even if he does know, he’s more surprised on the fact that his s/o knows that type of stuff.

For example:

“Did you know that injecting 35% hydrogen peroxide can cause inflammation of the blood vessels at the injection site? The oxygen bubbles that block flood flow and lead to gas embolisms, leading to the destruction of red blood cells.”

“May I know why you know this information?”

Secretly likes it. I mean after all, his s/o isn’t just some pretty face.

Doesn’t stop him from teasing you though.

“Your knowledge won’t help you get away from me now will it? Hm, thought so. Now come here before I make you regret it.”

Will make a quiz full of questions regarding history out of spite.

They pass flawlessly. (Yeah, just with random facts from the internet. Leave me alone, I did that once.)

“You are proficient with your little data. Well, I can't expect less from my partner.”

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[wafflesdenweaselsside]

MC at 4am : Hey Sebastian—wanna try those chickenless fried chicken things?

Arther, who was just passing by: Excuse me Luv, what the bloody—What did you just say?

MC: The chickenless fried chicken

Sebastian, who speaks fluent delusional: A particular kind of deep fried mushroom with sauce

Arther, nodding slowly: I’m going to go speak to Newt about this one

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[ifthiswingscouldfly]

How they act around their crush?

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Napoleon Bonaparte

Act like a hero in front of his crush.

Uses all his charisma around his crush.

Can be a teaser too.

He usually show off his muscles to impress his crush.

And this always work.

Protective and genuine.

Have no shame towards his feelings for you.

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Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

When he have a crush on someone nothing really changes.

He act the same around them especially if one of the suitors are around.

But expect him to be more soft when you both are alone.

Like he will try to reassure you and have his sweet talk with you.

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Leonardo Da Vinci

There's A LOT of teasing about you kissing him.

Some of his jokes goes to the fact the you really like him.

Also he is going to show off his skills.

He will fix things that doesn't really need to be fixed just to impress you.

Will throw a horny joke just to make you a blushing mess.

It is so frustrating to be around him when he is crushing on you.

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Arthur Conan Doyle

Throws so much compliments towards their crush.

Always talking about how wonderful you are.

Have no shame to talk about how he feel when he is around his crush.

Probably he is the one that would get drunk and sing how much he love you under your balcony.

Can be a dick sometimes causing you problems including himself too.

Love to tease omg.

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Vincent Van Gogh

Baby sunflower boy is so shy and indecisive around his crush.

He would try to pick up his courage to hang out with her.

Will send her letters with sebastian telling her he want to spend time with her.

Very obliging and genuine around his crush.

He is ready to throw himself at her feet if she needed help.

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Theodorus Van Gogh

Omg he is meaner around his crush.

Like not the mean Theo in the normal situation but the meaner.

Would talk to Arthur about how much he like her.

And Arthur would tease him.

The only way he show that he care is when he give you advice.

Like he would say "work hard hondje!".

Also you'll know if he like you if you ask Arthur, he wouldn't hesitate telling you.

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Dazai Osamu

It's complicated to know if he likes you or not.

But at this point he can send mixed signals.

You'll probably find him a good listener when you're talking so he can know what you like or dislike exactly.

He always have a story to tell and he know how to keep you entertained for a while unless you were curious about him and his past he will ignore your curiosity so he don't open up.

One of the dumbest suitors when it comes to his own feelings.

Can't face the fact the he really did like you.

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Isaac Newton

He isn't the one to fall in love from the first sight.

Shy around his crush and he would try to make a space between both of you.

You'll find him staring at you from a distance.

Wouldn't take the first step obviously, that's why he need an extroverted girl.

He would invite you to star gazing with him.

While doing that he would listen carefully to every word that come out your mouth so he can analyze them later by himself.

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Jean D'arc

This man is shy too.

Would hide his feelings and bottle them up.

He wouldn't hate being around you but the main problem is warning you.

Yeah he will warn you that he is a monster and he would talk badly about himself.

Need someone who is kind and patient to reach him.

Protective when it comes to you.

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William Shakespeare

When he have a crush on someone oh God here we go again.

Would make excuses to be around them.

He will stalk his crush knowing every movement she make and who is the people she is dealing with.

Would invite her to dinner after collecting A LOT of information about her.

And she would be surprised about how much he guessed her favorite stuff, of course he knew because he was stalking her.

Seriously he is afraid of being close to her and being far away from her, but when she realized he cares about her.

She can reassure him that it is okay if they're together.

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Le Comte De Saint Germain

Okay he is very friendly with everyone so when he have a crush on someone it might be difficult to know.

He would act more cold and serious around her.

His feelings or mask will fall off the moment he sense there's a danger around his crush.

Protective and obliging towards his crush.

He is good when it comes to mind games but if his crush isn't the type for mind games he would be straight forward.

Will ask her if it is okay to spend more time with him.

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Sebastian/ Akihiko satou

He is caring in general.

But when it comes to him having a crush on a girl it is a different story.

He is still acting secretive and mysterious around his crush.

Would take her on a date but is it a real date? She'll never know.

Ask her politely if it is okay to spend time with each other.

He is really into slow burn relationships and prefer them because he can get to know the other partner on a slow realistic level.

Can't be honest with his feelings and would never show them to anyone especially his crush.

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Vlad's mansion

Vlad

When he have a crush on someone they will never know.

A lot of eye contact with their crush.

You wouldn't realize he is into you.

Same as comte he is into mind games.

If his crush is an innocent girl she wouldn't realize he is having a crush on her.

Would give her flowers and here's the game.

He is sending messages with flowers.

It is kind of interesting how he make you solve a puzzle using only flowers.

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Charles Henri-Sanson

He can't really realize whether it is just a crush or he have a real feelings for her.

Can be really desperate for attention.

But not in a bad way, you need just to teach him what is the difference between love and like.

Being with Charles is a full time job.

He love to touch you and give you all he have but all of this because of the fact that he need someone to love him for who he is.

After teaching him what a healthy relationship and boundaries is you'll find him realizing his own feelings.

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Johann Georg Faust

He is cold and sadistic in general.

Dealing with his feelings isn't his job.

He prefer to keep everything for himself.

You wouldn't really know if he have a crush on you.

But in fact he would say some creepy lines like "you have a beautiful skeleton", "your flesh smell amazing".

Probably he will creep his crush out.

Reaching deep down he is feeling a sweet and warm sensation in his heart.

Looking at his crush he know now what is the reason behind that sweet sensation.

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Post date: 3/9/2022

Day: Saturday

《Note》:

I hope you liked my work and thank you for reading it.

- Follow me for more

M

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

[lorei-writes]

... If you thought that glasses tan lines are awkward, think about the eyepatch tan lines.

#masamune date #although masamune would look dashing in just about any condition #gilbert von obsidian #although the only scenario in which he tans that i can imagine is somebody locking him in a tanning bed #ikevamp jean #although he probably keeps his eyepatch in place with help of a bit of extra chewy fudge (tm)

[yakocchi]

Standard Cards // Galileo & Drake

hiya! been a while. ive just been... very tired these past months. u know when u just want to consume media and not do uh effort posts abt it lol. well speaking of low effort

didnt have a burning desire to get these, was mostly trying to get them out of the card pool so they dont get in the way when i pull on real limited gachas the quotes are just your typical sexi man / panting quotes these cards always have, so it's just... idc until the main story comes out. i hope their routes come out within the next year but they sure r taking their sweet time with sequels

#wow markdown preview u are a nightmare #ikevam #ikevamp spoilers #ikevamp #hey new scenario event with the count tonight #i think ill try to translate that one ayooo #spoilers #the art on this one is actually quite nice... she drew the entire belt ensemble and all

[soul-of-the-sanada]

taking theo van gogh to the interactive van gogh exhibit.

note, long post, so there's more along w pictures I took under the cut. (I also haven't finished his route so don't come up in here w spoilers mkay?)

just imagine, buying the tickets and taking him, but he's got no idea what it is, you kept quiet about it.

so you get him inside, slip into the showroom, and just wait. he's got to keep his eye closed until it starts of course, but once it starts, you let him loose.

it's 35 minutes of him just standing there, awestruck at the 360° animation, set to beautiful classical music.

35 minutes of silent tears.

35 minutes of the love and pride he has for his brother, seeping out of every pore in his body.

he spent a majority of his life supporting Vincent emotionally on top of financially, so seeing that someone thought Vincent's art was good enough to merit this giant exhibit? he'd be absolutely blown away.

he'd probably end up just spinning around in circles, trying to catch every detail he could. whenever one of his favorites came around, he'd probably end up grabbing your hand excitedly and just smile at you.

he's going to end up as close to the wall as he can be, admiring the detail and talent and raw emotion that comes through, in the digital projection of oil on canvas, theo is always amazed at how he knows every single brushstroke on every single work. he would definitely make you both stay until close, watching the show over and over, never getting enough.

eventually, after your 5th or 6th viewing, he'll calm down enough to start telling you the history behind every single piece. how some such mood took his broer for this piece, and how hard it was to find that specific color paint, but he'd always do it bc if his bother needed it, theo would ensure he'd have it.

what would stick with him the most though, through the multiple viewings he stayed for, is how many people came out, for one day out of the many that this exhibition has had, in the many locations its traveled. there was so many people, who gave up their time, to come see Vincent's work, work that Theo had always known would make people feel, would make people see the beauty and the soul of art. Maybe he'd see someone staring wide-eyed, with a soft smile and a hand clutched to their chest, and he'd smile too, knowing his biggest dream had been realized.

it's probably, hands down, one of the best and brightest moments in his life, blotting out any and all dark thoughts and regrets he'd ever had, in regard to the life he'd chosen as Vincent's number one supported.

#luna.txt #ikevamp #ikemen vampire #ikevamp theo #ikemen vampire theo #theodorus van gogh #theo van gogh #cybird ikemen #interactive van gogh exhibit #the exhibit was absolutely amazing btw #like I wanted to live there #I think I felt God? #it was truly an experience to remember #but I immediately started thinking about this who scenario when I walked in

[lusianarendraws]

One casual morning...

Celine: mother, father! I crave violence!

Le Comte: *choking on his tea* Celine, no!

Celine: *beaming* Celine, yes!

Le Comte: who taught you this...?

Stella: *holding back laughter* that's my girl!

Le Comte: chérie! *somewhere between amusement and frustration*

#ikemen vampire #ikemen series #romance #oc x canon #ikevamp headcanons #headcanon #Scenario #crack headcanons #This is why I say they'd be fun parents

[natimiles]

What is that? (a tattooed reader)

Summary: You tied your hair in a high ponytail that morning, and it was enough for the tip of your tattoo to be visible. You've had it for so long that you're used to it, and sometimes you forget it's there — plus, you forgot that they've never seen it before.

Words: 1716

Tags: reader have tattoos; platonic relationships; more like friendships; no pronouns for reader, but you wear a dress and have sort of long hair.

Can you tell I have favorites? Only Isaac, Mozart, Jean, Arhur, Vincent, Theo, Napoleon and Sebastian show up. Le Comte is vaguely mentioned.

If you're curious to see the tattoos, I linked their images in their respective descriptions throughout the fanfic.

“What is that, mademoiselle?” 

You're helping Sebastian with breakfast, moving around the dining room, but you’ve been feeling a strong stare for a while. You're already accustomed to everyone, so you don't mind. You knew that if it was Isaac trying to muster the courage to ask you something, he would eventually do it. But it’s Jean’s voice, and it catches your attention because he usually eats in silence; and he sounds unsure and curious.

You set Arthur’s coffee in front of him while you glance at the table and everything you and Sebastian made. Perhaps there's something he doesn't know, like when you baked him macarons, but today's menu is the same as usual.

“What is what?”

“That thing,” he points in your direction. 

Isaac, Mozart, Vincent, and Theo are already having breakfast too, but they pause to glance at you, curious about what Jean is talking about. You feel a bit self-conscious and briefly inspect your clothes. Did you spill something? Fortunately, no. 

“I don’t follow, Jean.”

“That thing you have here,” he points at his own back. “I’ve seen it since I sat here to eat, but I can’t understand.”

You raise an eyebrow at him and look over your shoulder, Arthur takes advantage that you’re still by his side to lean backwards on his chair and measure you up and down — and definitely stare at your ass.

“Stop it, perv,” you playfully spat the writer’s arm, earning a chuckle from him. 

“Ah, I think Master Jean is talking about your tattoo,” Sebastian tries to help, pointing at his own nape.

Realization finally hits you. Since arriving at the mansion, you've been exclusively wearing long clothes that cover almost your entire body. However, summer started a few weeks ago, and you've been feeling the full force of the heat. It's scorching every day, and at times, you wake up covered in sweat. You've been yearning for an air conditioner or even just a simple fan. So you bought lighter clothes recently — aka Comte bought you a whole summer wardrobe as a gift. What you're wearing today is just an off-the-shoulder dress, so the front and back necklines are a bit lower than usual, but not by much. However, you tied your hair in a high ponytail that morning, and it was enough for the tip of your tattoo to be visible. You've had it for so long that you're used to it, and sometimes you forget it's there — plus, you forgot that they've never seen it before.

“What is that?” Jean is even more curious now, evident from the way he furrows his brow.

“It's a drawing on my body, made with a special kind of paint that never fades. It's a form of art.”

“Really?” You've piqued Theo's interest in art. “And what is it?”

“Music,” and now you’ve piqued Mozart’s interest in music. He doesn’t really show it, but you know him well enough to see when he’s curious. “Well, kinda. It goes a little down my spine, but it’s safe to show. Sebastian, can you help me, please?”

The butler nods and approaches you. You turn your back and move your ponytail to the side for a better view, while Sebastian lowers your neckline slightly so the others can satisfy their curiosity and see it.

It starts just at the end of your nape and goes 5 inches down. It’s an all-black DNA drawing with musical notes on the middle lines, a representation of a metronome pendulum on top, and a treble clef at the bottom. The middle actually has the same number of lines as a music sheet, and the notes can be read as the first five notes of your favorite song.

There’s only silence for a few moments, and as you turn around, you see that they're still staring at you. You think Theo hadn't even blinked until now because he suddenly blinks a lot, and his eyes meet yours.

“It’s pretty!” Vicent smiles like the angel he is. “Is it a real song?”

“It is,” Mozart hums the notes, his eyes conveying that he knows it’s your favorite song.

You've told him once, when you went to the music room to give him an afternoon snack. You were already friends (kind of), so when you saw he wasn't there at the moment, you knew he wouldn't mind if you sat down and softly played it; so you did. The next thing you knew, he was barging into the music room to scold whoever had the audacity to touch his piano, but he stopped when he saw you. He may have asked you to write down the notes so he could play it with you.

“Oh, yeah, you played it for us in the last banquet,” Isaac remembers.

“Does it hurt?” Jean asked, curious again. 

“No, not anymore. It hurt when I was getting it done. Boy, that was one hell of a ride,” you laugh. “But it’s been years, so it’s all healed and okay now.”

“It suits you, hondje. Do you have more?”

“I do!” You beam at them, feeling all bubbly inside. It's lovely how they always show interest in anything about you and remember what you like. “It’s on my thigh.” You use the tip of your toes to put more leverage on your right leg, grabbing a fistful of the skirt of your dress. You lift it to show them your tattoo, but a hand stops you when it's reaching your knee.

“Nunuche, what the hell?” 

Napoleon had just woken up and was joining you in the dining room. Did you say something about your thigh? He was still a little sleepy, so he thought he heard you wrong. But then you grabbed your dress… What the fuck do you think you’re doing? He was at your side in the blink of an eye, gripping your wrists tightly and looking at you with a panic expression. It’d certainly be red in a second, if the loud slap sound was any indication. 

And that’s how you make vampires choke on their foods and drinks. You look at them, a confused expression on your face. Isaac spat his tea all over his plate and is now coughing to clear his throat. Jean dropped his fork, frozen in his chair. Mozart is blinking in a frenzy, his mug in such a tight grip on his hand that his knuckles are white. Vincent is blushing furiously, his mouth agape. Theo is actually amused, and you clearly heard Arthur complaining to Napoleon that it was just getting good. 

“What’s wrong?” You ask, startled. 

“MC, just remember we’re not in the 21st century,” Sebastian says, clearly holding a smirk. 

You feel your entire face heat up. Oh my God! That was certainly an uncomfortable situation. But you were so used to them; they made you feel at home, so you didn’t really think about what you were doing.

“Oh, right, sorry,” You chuckle and blush under the intensity of their stares. “But it’s no big deal, really. Sebastian and le Comte have already seen it.”

“Say that again?” Theo asks as his gaze drifts to the butler, just like everyone else's. 

“It’s nothing weird!” You can almost feel the emperor’s grip tightening. Sometimes he was so overprotective — they all were, and it was both endearing and funny. You huff. “We were talking about the 21st century, and I told Sebas that I have tattoos and showed him. Simple as that. Lots of people wear clothes that show a lot of skin in modern days. Do you think I would lift my dress to show the tattoo when I’m right next to Arthur if it wasn’t okay?” You deadpan Napoleon.

“Hey!” The writer complains, but everybody ignores him. You do have a point.

Napoleon frowns, but slowly releases you. You look at the others and just from a look they know you’ll be mad if they freak out again, so they try to act cool. Keyword: try. They’re staring so much you think they’ll open a hole in your thigh, but at least they’re quiet. You lift the dress just a little more and your tattoo is finally showing. It’s colorful and about the same size as the other. There’s white fine lines connecting dots, forming the Leo constellation, with a blue-purple watercolor background.

“Yes, luv! Now that’s a good breakfast,” Arthur smirks and places his elbow on the table to support his head as he looks at you. He’s so glad that Jean started this conversation while you were still beside him. Napoleon purses his lips and glares at the writer, but he knows better than to start a fight. His nunuche wouldn't let him live it down. 

“What the fuck is that?” Theo raises an eyebrow. Don’t get him wrong, he likes the art, but he just doesn’t understand what it’s supposed to be.

“Theo, language,” Vincent scolds his brother. He doesn’t want you to think they don’t like it.

“Is it upside down?” Jean frowns and tilts his head, trying to get a different angle, but it doesn’t make a difference.

"It's the Leo constellation," you chuckle and glance at Isaac, knowing he would understand. He enjoyed stargazing and always invited you to join him, especially after discovering your shared interest — then he started rambling about physics and astronomy, and you were lost.

“Oh, the stars,” Vincent says.

"So," Theo begins, and you can tell from his amused tone that he's about to say something to make you blush, "you have one that resembles Mozart and another that resembles Isaac."

“No, no. It’d have to be an apple for Newt,” Arthur grins when the poor physicist blushes as red as… the mentioned fruit.

“You’re the worst,” Isaac mumbles under his breath.

You chuckle at their banter. “So that’s it,” you say, releasing your dress. “We have a lot of things to do. So finish your breakfasts quickly.” You clap your hands twice.

“Indeed,” Sebastian nods in agreement.

You have moments of silence after that and you go back to work, but you feel the stares the whole day. You know they still have so much to say and ask, but they stay quiet.

You have some “not-so-permanent tattoos” now — and they might have helped do some.

I don't have tattoos yet, but I really want it. I'd make the first one, but with colors.

Crossposted on AO3.

Masterlists

#MC has tattoos #vampires freaking out #tattooed reader #ikemen vampire #ikevamp #ikevamp fanfics #ikevamp scenarios #ikevamp isaac #ikevamp arthur #ikevamp theo #ikevamp vincent #ikevamp jean #ikevamp napoleon #ikevamp mozart #ikevamp sebastian #ikevamp x reader #ikemen vampire x reader

[oigimi]

. fantasy: act one .

. arthur x reader . 2k words . tw: attempted assault (not from arthur, similar to in-game content) .

this is gonna have a sequel, perhaps. lemme know what you think!

I sighed and looked out the window of my shop. The skies were blue, the wind was still, and the air was a crisp chill, perfectly suitable for autumn. The cold air was attracting a lot more customers to my cafe, which was something I both looked forward to and dreaded. We’d only been open for business for about one year, so gauging how good or bad each season was was still something I was getting a firm grasp on. This season was always fun, though. Everyone’s coffee order was different. Some people wanted caramel syrup and extra foam, some wanted it cold with no ice somehow, and others wanted things we don’t even serve. It was strange, but I always had a customer who ordered his coffee black. Who orders black coffee at a cafe? But he’d always give a charming smile and say something sweet, so I didn’t mind it. Plus, a black coffee is much less work for me.

Around 2:00 PM is when he stepped into my shop that crisp autumn day. He ordered his black coffee as usual, but I heard an unusual yet all too familiar sound.

“Ah, Vic! Quiet please, they’re doing us a service. I’ll add a bit of beef to that order, too. Don’t bother with putting it on a biscuit. How much extra would that be?” he chuckled, looking down. I peered over the counter and gasped. At the man’s feet was a fluffy Cavalier King Charles spaniel, letting out a little bark and wagging his tail as fast as he could.

I couldn’t suppress the smile growing on my face and the giggle that escaped my lips. “Aww, don’t worry about it. I’ll give it for free,” I offered, turning to grab a piece of beef.

“Are you sure about that? It’s really no trouble, I’m not about to con a lovely bird like yourself.”

“No, no. I’m happy to get something for him. You know, in my year running this place no one’s ever brought a dog in.”

“Really? Well, it’s a little small. Or, intimate, I should say. It makes sense why dogs wouldn’t be in here all that much.”

“It’s small now, but I’m gonna grow it. Just you wait.” I fixed him some black coffee and put the beef in a bag. “Here you are. Enjoy! And I hope she enjoys it too.” I smiled again and waved at Vic.

“I’m sure he will. Vic here is a boy,” he corrected, but smiling anyway. “I don’t blame you for getting confused. He fooled me too at first! Ah…” He took a sip of the coffee and sighed. “Perfect. Here. For excellent service and to support your growing business endeavors.” He took some coins out of his wallet and dropped them in a little cup on my counter.

Peering into the cup, I let out a sharp gasp and covered my mouth. How on earth did he get that much…? “A-ah! Thank you, but I can’t accept this! This is a lot of money, sir!”

“Really? I think a beautiful little thing like you should get more, frankly.” He stretched. “Well I’m off. I hope you have a lovely day.” He gave me a wink and turned out the door.

Something changed in me as soon as I saw him disappear into the Parisian streets. The air became… warmer somehow. The sun shined a little bit brighter, and all of a sudden I grinned at every little thing. Someone was out there who cared about my little cafe, the little cafe I’d always hoped for since I was small. The idea satisfied some of my fantasies from that time, if I was being honest. The man was very handsome, with a very distinct, charming smile and shining blue eyes. He moved like someone with staggering confidence, but led his dog like a kind, caring owner. He was everything I’d ever wanted, but I didn’t even know his name. How silly. How… juvenile.

He’d come in every day as of late. He’d always have something new to say, and something to compliment me on. I had to keep my cool, trying to pretend like his words didn’t send my heart into a rhythm no metronome could ever count. He’d proven himself generous and kind, always asking about my day outside of the cafe. I didn’t think to ask about him, I was too nervous. But he was sort of mysterious, and I liked that. He had the face and mannerisms of a man who was perfect for anyone as a partner. Someone you could count on to make your day.

“Maybe he’s got a secret or something…” I mumbled, cleaning up the tables during a closing shift. “Wouldn’t that be something? What if he’s like… A British prince or something? Or a wizard? A wizard would be cool.” Letting these childish fantasies about the man who would frequent my shop, leaving something a little extra (in terms of money and flirtatious exchanges) every day was a perfect time killer. His smile and shape of his lips filled my thoughts, and I began to fill in the blanks myself. What it’d feel like if he wrapped his hand around my waist and pulled me in, pushing my hair behind my ear, leaning in to warm my already burning face with his breath as he kissed my lips. Oh, how soft they looked. I’d’ve done anything to taste them…

“Or what if he’s a vampire or something? Now that would be crazy.” I laughed and closed the door behind me, making sure it was properly locked. “Ah… What a kid I can be.”

About halfway down the path to my house, I began to sense something was off. Sometimes I heard faint footprints, or see a shadow moving behind me. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I slowly sped up my walking until I was in a slight jog. Unfortunately, this tipped off my followers, and I was grabbed and yanked backwards.

Two huge men, dressed in dark clothing, pushed me against a wall, and began to tie me up. I tried to scream for help, in the loudest screech I could muster. I thrashed, I wriggled. I did everything I could, but the brute force against my body was enough to make my strongest efforts as futile as that of an infant. “Just look at them, how much do you think we could get for them?”

“A few thousand at the very least. Soft skin, shining eyes, soft hair… Yeah, this one’s a jackpot for sure. Get them back.”

“NO!” I shrieked, only to be gagged with some sort of cloth. They began to push me into a carriage, until something knocked them down off their feet. Forcing myself to look up, I saw an extremely familiar face, next to a completely unfamiliar one. It was the man from earlier! And… someone else! They locked themselves into a fight with my assailants, throwing punches that bruised entire patches of skin. They kicked, they swung, they dodged like they had superhuman abilities. It was unlike anything I’d ever seen before, and I clung close to the wall I was originally shoved into, praying nothing else would try to touch me while the two men who’d tried to capture me were becoming weaker and weaker.

“That should take care of them. What bastards. Attacking people in the dark,” the unfamiliar man grunted. He had soft-looking brown hair, a very tall build, and a nice brown coat. “Hey, are you okay?” He came over to me and offered his hand, but I just remained where I was, unable to move.

The one I’d come to know looked around, making sure no one dangerous was around anymore. “Give them some space, Theo,” he replied. “That was a truly awful thing they went through…”

Theo backed off and watched me. “Maybe you should walk them home, Arthur. Make sure they get back okay. Is that alright with you? You two seem to know each other or something.”

“Uh…” My gaze shifted to Arthur, who had the most concerned look on his face I’d ever seen. His brows were furrowed upward, eyes wide and glossy. I wiped away tears I had no idea were streaming down my face and rushed forward, sobbing into Arthur’s chest. “Th-thank you! Thank you so much! Th-tha-thank you and your friend both! I’m- I-“ As I bawled, Arthur hugged me and rubbed my back.

“There there, bird…” he whispered. “I’ll make sure you get back home. We’ll go when you’re ready.”

I nodded and looked over at Theo, giving him a quick hug too. “Thank you too.” I got on my toes and pecked his check quickly, to which he just looked downwards and cleared his throat. “It’s nothing. As long as you’re okay,” he grunted, clearly attempting to mask his flustered reaction.

“I think I’m good to go,” I told Arthur, returning to his side. He gave a small smile and linked our arms together.

“Good. Let’s go and get you home.”

As we walked, I couldn’t keep in the tremble in my steps and the slight vibration in my body. I looked around us, trying to verify our safety whenever I felt like I needed to - which was a lot.

“You fight really well,” I mumbled. “It was crazy to watch! I mean, the fast movements and how hard you could punch! It was like… Like you aren’t human or something.”

Arthur laughed and shrugged. “What can I say? You pick up a thing or two in pub brawls.”

“That’s it then? Pub brawls?”

He kept walking, declining to fully answer. “We were actually leaving the pub when we heard you. I’m glad I convinced Theo to go the short way home tonight. I don’t want to imagine what they’d do to you if we weren’t there…” He frowned again but quickly cleared his throat. “Anyway! Where do you live? In this neighborhood?”

“Yeah, actually! How did you know?”

“I could tell by your clothing and makeup. The style of it indicates someone who is by no means rich or poor. And your shop opens at 8 in the morning, giving you enough time to wake up and get ready and leave an hour before 8 to prepare. With all this, you must live around 20 minutes away, and this is the only middle class neighborhood 20 minutes away.”

I stared for a moment, completely unsure how to respond. “You got all that from my clothing?! What- what-?”

“I’m a mystery author, love! As well as an independent part time detective. It’s my business to know these things.”

“You’re good… Wow,” I huffed.

“Not the first time I’ve heard that phrase.” He looked at me, as I tilted my head. “Sorry! Sorry.”

I shook my head. “So you have a partner?”

“Me? No. Not now or recently.”

A glimmer of hope sparked itself in my heart. This was it! My handsome, romantic savior was single on top of everything! There was something inside me that felt ashamed for thinking this way after everything that happened, but it was better than dwelling on it all. I knew I’d spiral otherwise. “I see.”

We arrived at my house, and I led Arthur to my porch. “Thanks for everything. The tips, the frequent business, the conversation, the saving… It means so much to me. You mean so much to me.”

He smiled a warm, earnest smile. Different from the confident ones he sported in my cafe. This smile was comforting in a way I’d never felt before. “Well you’re welcome, dove. We should have a meal sometime. My treat.”

“Really-?! Are you sure? You already do so much!”

“Don’t worry. Once you open a world-class cafe I’ll let you pay. I’m sure that day will come soon. Alright, goodnight. I hope you sleep well. I’m truly sorry about what happened to you.”

I shook my head. “Yeah, it’s… I’m just grateful it ended how it did. You’re amazing, Arthur. Like I said, almost superhuman.”

With another smile, Arthur leaned forward and kissed my forehead. “See you tomorrow.” He poked my nose and turned around.

And as he left, I could’ve sworn I saw a pair of vampire fangs in his mouth.

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@drachonia since you wanted me to tag you in this! :3

#ikemen vampire #ikevamp #ikevamp arthur #ikevamp arthur x reader #ikemen vampire arthur x reader #ikevamp headcanons #ikevamp scenarios

[klutzyroses]

Hi! I wanted to ask if you could do ikevamp characters story on Latina F!Mc dancing that dance 💃 you know with that toght red dresses loose on the end and dancing flamenco? And maybe Sebas joins? Dosent need to be a big story just like they are on a little dinner and Mc decides to spice things up? Now i pray to gods that you didnt close yet. Byeee

Your prayers are answered, anon. This should be fun~👀

IkeVamp: Flamenco Dancer!Reader

How do they react to a latina Flamenco dancer reader?

Suitors: Napoleon, Arthur, Theo, Isaac, Dazai

It had all started one evening as two particular humans planned to entertain the residents of the mansion. They themselves had no idea what they planned to do until Y/N practically floated into the room in a flowing red dress. She was even more breathtaking than any rose, more so than the ones dotting her hair, the same enticing ruby glossing her soft lips. Every eye was on her, all in awe of her beauty, not daring to say a word, Arthur doesn't even dare to whistle. By her side, their butler was seated with a guitar(that nobody knew he could play but Sebas was full of surprises) as the beauty in red took her first position. Then, as the strumming began, so did she.

Napoleon

Wow...he didn't expect that from her at all.

Not only was she heart-stoppingly gorgeous, she was quite the dancer as well.

Though...how many times has she spun now? Wasn't she dizzy? He was just a bit concerned that she would lose her balance...

Only to be impressed when she never did. The way she stayed precise, her powerful, expressive movements conveying whatever tale she wove using her body being the sole focus of his viridian eyes.

He could feel his heart being stolen as he watches how the dress wraps her seductive figure in tempting red, flaring around her at her calves, like she was a blooming flower.

The unexpected opening in the back of her dress, displaying her shoulder blades and the curve of her spine did catch him off guard a bit, that was very daring, nunuche...

He will very much compliment said dancing flower and her instrumental partner once this very fun performance was over.

Arthur

Well, well little dove~

He didn't imagine she could be anymore beguiling than usual, but she has surpassed his expectations by far.

The way the sexy red accentuated her body, yet made her look deceptively modest in front, only to be met with a cheeky surprise when she spun...

She was quite the sight for sore eyes.

His sapphire orbs follow her as she twirls and slides across the floor, the clicking of her shoes creating a beat as her body moved expertly, yet seemingly spontaneously to the tune Sebastian played.

She was very talented indeed. She's been holding out, naughty girl!

He will applaud her without hesitation, teasing her for an encore, of course.

Theo

So Hondje can dance, huh?

When he could focus on something other than her frustrating beauty, he at first, kind of just brushed her dancing off as...just stomping her feet.

But when he actually took the time to pay attention, he realized there was much more to it than that.

She was actually really entertaining to watch in that eye-catching red dress, hugging her curves, flowers sprinkled into her silky hair...she is impossible to ignore, even if he doesn't admit that aloud.

She was alluring, charming, tantalizing in every way.

The rhythm was catchy and Sebastian was pretty impressive on that guitar, it was hard to not get sucked into the performance.

He may act like he isn't all that impressed, but he would certainly not object to seeing her do that again.

Isaac

G...goodness...she's incredible...

He'd never seen anything quite like it. She was so fast, yet do coordinated, so sure of her movements.

He could almost be envious of her graceful, yet powerful movements, her silky hair flowing behind her as she twirls and clicks her heels to the rhythm Sebastian plays.

W...wait a moment...why is her entire back exposed?!

She was so beautiful, mesmerizing to watch, yet he still felt shy watching her...but he can't look away!

He did wonder how she didn't fall or get dizzy after so many sudden spins and sharp turns, but the way she stayed so focused, yet so natural, she seemed immaculately effortless. A true master of her craft.

He would very timidly applaud her, having very thoroughly enjoyed the show indeed.

Dazai

How talented Y/N-chan is~

He isn't exactly well versed in flamenco or even in Latino culture, but he was very much entertained.

She was such a marvel. Just look at how she moved. So fast, so nimble, so light on her feet as she spun round and round. She reminded him of a fluttering red fairy.

With clicking shoes, haha.

And what a beauty she was in that dress. It was so extravagant, yet not too over the top, as the skirt swished to and fro at her whims, and the dip revealing her slender back, teasing at the base of her tailbone, her dimples of venus exposed for viewing...my my, how very bold, Y/N-chan...

He wondered what she'd do if he just ran his finger up her bare skin...

He very much enjoys the performance and will just as much playfully tease her from about dancing just for him some time.

🌸

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[moving-to-sweet2tangy]

Dear Followers [PLEASE READ]

Due to some difficulties and a change of plans, I will deactivate this blog in 10 days and move my works to my new multifandom blog, where I will post more Ikemen Sengoku/Vampire related headcanons/content.

Additionally, I want to apologize for the lack of activity on this blog. The reason behind this is that my interest had shifted towards other series. However, I very much appreciate the love and support you guys have given my work and I love the wonderful friends I have made along the way. I am still a fan of Ikemen Sengoku/Vampire and, while it may not be as frequently, will post more of my work on my new blog.

Please follow @sweet2tangy if you are interested to see my current/future IkeSen/Vamp works.

Thank you so much! 💖

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[sunshineyuuji]

Happy Valentines day to you too!

Would you mind writing an imagine of reader/MC surprising Vlad with roses she grew herself?

Thank you

Rose Bed

Character: Vlad

Fandom: Ikemen Vampire

Warnings:guys, don't make me repeat. You know it's my maybe cranky English. Also! Maybe ooc Vlad since I don't know him well?, fem!reader

Notes: Ok so hiiiii! First request of Valentine's Day~. This is great timing 'cause I just got out of school so I'll have time to do this request. I hope it's to your liking! If anyone else has requests, please share them before I close them~.

It is known that Vlad loves flowers, but do you know what he loves more than flowers? You, especially when he sees you surrounded by flowers.

Today is Valentine's Day, a day that humans celebrate to "demonstrate love for the other". Neither you or Vlad needed a special day to demonstrate each other's love, but you still wanted to try this concept.

"Dragul meu, I'm back."

Vlad arrived at the castle at around half past six in the evening, as many clients bought roses for their partners. Of course, he didn't have to buy you flowers because he himself gave you the ones he grew.

"Draga mea, where are you?" Vlad called out for you, but received no answer.

Vlad was not a man (vampire) who lost his sanity so easily, but when it came to you he was willing to wipe out all humanity as long as you were safe and by his side.

"Y/N." he called seriously this time.

"Out here, my love! At the garden!" you finally answered.

He breathed a sigh of relief at hearing your voice and hurried out into the garden. When he arrived, all he could see were all the flowers that he had planted with your help.

"Follow me!" you spoke from a distance and started running away.

"Y/N!"

Vlad was fast, of that there is no doubt. In a matter of seconds he was already on your heels, but you didn't care. You just wanted him to see the surprise.

"I got you." Vlad grabbed you by the waist and pulled you closer to him. "You better give me a good explanation as to why you were running away from me like that."

You laughed. That's all you could do, just laugh. The adrenaline was pumping into your veins and your heart was racing with excitement to see the reaction on your beloved Vlad's face.

"I have a surprise for you." you whispered then giggled softly. "A surprise you may like."

Vlad's expression soften a bit, but the intrigue was now all over his face.

"And what might that be, hm?" he asked, moving his hands from your waist to your cheeks.

"Look at your left, silly." you ordered and bit your lip in excitement.

When he did as you ordered, he was left speechless for a few seconds. A rose bed was before him, roses as red as blood swaying gently with the breeze.

"Happy Valentine's Day, my lovely Vlad."

You planted them. He knew you planted them because neither Charles or Faust would help you with this. Well, maybe Charles, but he was sure he didn't. You did this... for him.

"Look at these healthy and beautiful roses." he whispered completely entranced with your gift.

"Go on, take one." you offered him and gave him a smile. "I planted them for you."

There is something he loves more than flowers, and that is you, especially when he sees you surrounded by flowers. But this? These roses were planted and cared by you so you could gift them to him. All of them.

"Marry me, woman." he grabbed you confidently and kissed you passionately.

If it weren't for the roses having thorns, he would've swayed you around the roses. But don't worry, for he'll use the petals of those roses in bed tonight.

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