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#ikevamp vincent x reader
cloudcountry · 9 months
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SUMMARY: you leave a lipstick mark on him, how scandalous!!!
CHARACTERS: mozart, arthur, vincent, & isaac.
WARNINGS: None!! :D
COMMENTS: i wanted to practice writing these guys more!!
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mozart doesn’t realize your lipstick has transferred at first, but he knows your giggling never means anything good. his inquisitive “what?” comes out snappier than he intends it to be, but when your eyes dart to the spot you kissed he connects the dots. rolling his eyes, he takes out his handkerchief and attempts to wipe your kiss away. although it's funny to watch him struggle to get the kiss mark off of his face, you eventually step in to help. (and by that, of course i mean you kissed him stupid.)
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arthur knows what you’re up to immediately. it’s almost like he has a special sense for your mischief. he lets you pull him in by his lapels and fails to hide his disappointment when you plant a smooch on his cheek instead of his lips. he pouts, pointing to his lips with a pleading gaze. you make a big show of sighing before you smirk, pulling him again and showering his face in kisses. no, he doesn’t wipe a single mark off. yes, he parades around the mansion like that the whole day. yes, he’s grumpy at night when he has to wash them off. oh well, you can always give him more later, can’t you?
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vincent blushes when your lips brush against his skin. he touches where you kissed and smiles softly, eyes shifting to you. you’re as beautiful a sight as always, and your smile could not look more radiant. “sunflower...what was that for?” he murmurs, running the back of his hand tenderly along your cheek. you whisper that it wasn’t for anything in particular, he just looks so darling and handsome that you couldn’t resist. his cheeks turn pinker and he hides his laughter behind his hand. oh, you charmer! his face may as well be your canvas, no?
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isaac jumps up in his chair, startled by your surprise attack. he reminds you hastily that he’s working, but not without stumbling over his words like a fool in love. you can snicker at the mark on his cheek, but isaac assumes you’re just laughing at “how adorable he looks when flustered” again. it's quite mean of you, you know this, but you’d never be so mean as you let him walk around with your lipstick mark on his cheek. you know arthur would tease him relentlessly. “wanted to leave you a little gift.” you say, poking the mark on his burning cheek, “i hope it motivates you, darling.”
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natimiles · 2 months
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Lazy morning with Vincent
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Words: 456
Tags: scenario; morning cuddles; fluffy; no pronouns specified for reader; established relationship.
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As a shiver runs up your spine, your body trembles. It’s not unpleasant, but it causes you to drift between wakefulness and sleep. Feeling it once more, you flutter your eyes open, attempting to make your sleepy mind grasp what’s happening.
And once more, the pleasant feeling, the gentle touch on your back.
Ah!
Realization dawns upon you, and you stir your body. You’d always recognize the touch of those fingertips; you just needed to be sufficiently awake.
“... Did I wake you?” you hear Vincent’s soft voice behind you, barely audible. Knowing him, he wanted to make sure that you were still asleep, but he didn’t want to risk actually waking you up with the question.
You roll onto your stomach and glance at him sideways, with half of your face resting on the pillow.
“Don’t worry,” you smile, and he returns it. “Were you drawing on my back?”
“I was,” he giggles softly. “I woke up and couldn’t go back to sleep. I didn’t mean to wake you, though. I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay, it felt nice,” you reply affectionately. Your smile widens as an idea crosses your mind. “I can show you.”
“Oh? I think I might like it,” he says, his sky-blue eyes gleaming even in the darkness, and you can’t help but chuckle.
“Then turn your back to me.”
He shifts into the same position as you, lying on his stomach, with the side of his face pressed against the pillow.
“Is it okay if I stay like this? This way I can look at you,” Vincent says, his eyes filled with such intense adoration that you feel like you could melt.
“Of course,” you hum in agreement, trying to fight the blush that threatens to spread across your face. Ah, the feelings he stirs inside you with only a glance…
You bring your hand to his back and lightly brush your fingertips across it. He squirms and giggles, and you pause, your hand hovering in the air above him.
“It tickles, but it feels nice. Please, don’t stop.”
“I won’t,” you murmur with a soft smile.
You bring your body closer and rest your arm on his back, moving only your fingertips to draw random shapes and scenarios. A few minutes are enough to make Vincent’s eyes feel heavy, and he yawns.
“I’m so sorry, I woke you up and now I’m sleepy.”
“Shh, don’t worry,” you yawn too and peck his lips gently. “We can sleep more.”
Vincent smiles and throws his arm over you. It doesn’t seem to be the most comfortable position, but he doesn’t care. He lets his eyes close, and you do the same; your fingertips lulling him back to sleep, while his steady breaths lull you.
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niphredil-14 · 2 months
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I’m reentering my Ikevamp phase. Send me the links to your favorite ikevamp fics!!
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minimallyminnie · 3 months
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Moonlight Sunrise
Summary: Vincent tells you how much he loves you and how he wants to stay with you.
Tags: Vincent/Gn Reader, mentions of others, hurt/comfort, mentions of bad parenting (Vincent), proposal, fluff, gender neutral reader!, spoilers for Vincent’s route, you traveled back with Vincent back to the mansion after that incident bc I can’t cope with Vin leaving Theo and William sniff sniff…., based off of Twice’s Moonlight Sunrise!!!
Just in case you’d wanna read it @azulashengrottospiano! Thank you for introducing the most greenest and sweetest person I’ve seen in romance games to me. I love my sunflower to bits <3
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“I don’t quite understand this feeling yet.”
Vincent doesn’t know why this emotion makes his heart feel warm.
It doesn’t feel like it’s choking him but it’s similar to a warm embrace from his brother.
You gave him this feeling…But yet just like always when he’s with you
Everything he knows just disappears from his head.
“It’s overwhelming but yet if I let go of them, I feel cold. Empty again.”
He let go of you once. Pushed you into your own world.
And to that, Vincent brought you into his arms instead. Close and tight.
This emotion, his raw and unbridled love for you is so powerful and strange to him, but he would rather take it all in pride rather than let you go for a single moment.
Gods. How long has it been since he’s felt this much love from someone besides Theo?
“Their smile, their eyes, their lips, their hands, everything about them feels so…wonderful.”
Ever so gentle, he loves kissing you. It’s addictive and sweet.
With gentle strokes of his brush, he paints your eyes. The most delicate of touches as he tries and fails to portray how dazzling and comforting your eyes are to him. It could never match the real thing.
He loves it when your warm hands cup his face or when they’re intertwined with his. Stroking tears away, just pressing kisses on his face or just watching as his cheeks turn a pretty pink from you just touching him. Vincent loves it.
And lastly, your smile. Oh he could ramble for days and days on end about why he just adores it. Vincent had the honor to see your first genuine smile when you first came to the mansion. And ever since then, he relished in every sweet and warm honey like smile you have given him.
“They’ve given me everything. No matter what. Even…even their blood.”
The first time you bled, Vincent regretted it so so much of how he just…took from you. Drank from your thumb without your consent. Even if you said it was okay later on, he hated himself.
The second time though, he bit his lip and tried to simply bandage your wrist but then you raised it close to his lips. You told him to take and he was shocked but listened. He was so gentle with you.
Even when you had no injury, you offered him your blood any time he was hungry and he was elated to find out that you didn’t mind. You wanted him. You meant the world.
So anytime he’s hungry, instead of suppressing it using blanc, he goes to his amazing lover to be fed. At the end of his feeding, he licks your wound and just smiles dopily at you.
“Despite everything that I am, despite who I am, they love me to the moon and back.”
He gets his bad days sometimes. Where he feels trapped and stuck inside his head. Where he hears the striking sound of a sharp gunshot over and over again.
Days where he won’t come out of his room at all. Not even eating when Sebastian brings him food. Not even when Theo, Arthur, or even when William or Comte come with concern.
You know this. He’s still a living being with emotions. So you bring both of your plates up and just eat inside his room. No words are needed. Just your presence.
If he feels okay enough, he’ll sneak his head out from underneath his blanket and simply lay his head on your lap.
“Because despite everything,”
A certain memory strikes in his head as he remembers having a mental breakdown from being reminded of what his parents told him.
“They choose to look at me with stars and colors swirling in their beautiful eyes.”
You were next to him in seconds. Holding him as you guided him to an alleyway to kiss his tears away and be besides him even after he calmed down. He sniffled in your arms and was about to give an apology before you kissed him and assured him that you’d stay by his side.
“I am forever grateful and honored to have such an amazing significant other like them. I want to stay by their side, to be the one to comfort them as they do me.”
Vincent watched one day as you just bit down on your sobs as he was painting one day. He dropped his paintbrush and immediately kissed your head with ever so gentleness. He’ll listen to you if , or just wait in silence if you don’t want to talk about it in the moment. The blond wiped away your tears as they flowed down, let you laid on his chest as you bursted out in tears.
“Because I love them. I love them. I love them.”
You smile at him as you watched the starry night shine down on his beautiful features and warm ocean eyes. Leaning again the flowered gazebo.
For an entire day, he spent time with you, and you just adored that.
But why was he suddenly saying all of this? You didn’t not like it but what was all of this coming from?
“I want to make a wish. A wish to stay by their side forever until…not until our last breath, I want to stay by their side for eternity. For however long they want me by their side. I don’t even know if they’ll accept but…”
….Wait.
Hang on.
It can’t be.
Could it?
A sudden gust of wind went through the gazebo, blowing petals off their flowers inside. The moonlight shining individually on each velvety piece.
But all you saw was Vincent on his knee holding your hand.
“V-Vincent?”
“I’d like to ask them. To ask you my starlight, to marry me. To please stay by my side through all our hardships. Through everything no matter how light or heavy it is. Regardless of what you answer, I love you.”
Again, you took his breath away and his head over heels as you tackled him with a hug and teary eyes.
He fell for you all over again.
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ikewhores · 11 months
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☆.。.:* welcome to our blog! here are the rules and our self intos, this blog is run by 3 people. by reading our work and interacting with us we assume you’re aware of this and have read our rules/introduction <3
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@ajaxsbeloved (navy) name; lee pronouns; any favorite characters; shakespeare, napoleon, mozart etc; dms are always open <3!!
@scarasweetheart (purple) name; aurelius (lius) pronouns; he/it/moon favorites; mozart, comte, vincent etc; literary genius but god nerfed me w all kinds of creative blocks
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nuttytani · 5 months
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Would you love me if I were a worm? Featuring ikemen vampire cast. (With gender neutral reader)
(a/n: when you have too much free time and need your hands to be occupied. Some random bullshit begins to form on your notes)
Napoleon
He finds it funny, why would you turn into a worm?
After seeing your frown tho, he says ok ok yes I will love you
Mozart
Makes a disgusted face and turns you down
First of all, you won't turn into a worm. So why should he answer?
"if people can turn into vampires, why can't I turn into a worm?"
He kicks you out of his piano room
Dude has some thoughts to organise
Leonardo
Laughs at you and says, "what will you do if I say no?"
Pretends to forget about it but after some hours, he comes back to you
"no matter how and what you are or will turn into, I'll still love you"
Arthur
"is this some sort of trick question? Well the answer is obviously yes, my love!"
Vincent
Thinks deeply about it and smiles at you
"of course, I'll still love you. I think you'd make a cute worm too."
Theodorus
Scoffs at you and calls you an idiot
Why would you turn into a worm?
And by chance, you DID turn into one, how was he going to take care of you? There's so many worms out there in the world. What if you get lost and he gets some random worm instead and you, are lost and out in the cold, ready to be squashed by big feet.
Dazai
Uno reverses you instead
Now you're trapped
Would you love him if he was a worm?
Gets sad if you don't answer quickly enough
Sebastian
"I am not doing this right now. If you're free, wash those potatoes instead. I'm already busy as it is"
Stays silent for a while and then sighs
"no matter what, I'd love you always and forever"
Comte
Chuckles a bit at the thought and immediately replies yes
He'd give you a good environment to live in. Some really nutritious soil and compost. Maybe a tiny rock for you to play with
"Comte, you just need to say yes... No need to.... Elaborate on what else you'd do"
"Alright. Well, would you love me if I were a worm?"
Shakespeare
Is fascinated that you even came up with such a question
His answer is yes
But at the same time, he's coming up with scripts that include a dramatic romance between worms. For his own pleasure
Vlad
Says yes immediately.
Thinks you'd look like a cute worm
Maybe he'd put roses next to your habitat or in it.
Charles
"of course! In fact, we can both be worms together! We'll be a happy worm couple"
He's actually taking the idea too seriously and goes ahead making worm habitats and gets a book on "how to raise a worm"
Faust
"I'm not sure. Though I suppose researching on a worm wouldn't be that bad"
Seeing you look unimpressed, he just chuckles while patting your head
"I'm only joking. Of course I'd love you"
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gunraekae · 6 months
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a day in the mansion for you
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>ikemen vampire
>mansion residents x reader
>a/n: for context, i'm the sort who enjoys seeing the casual interactions between the residents and the mc, so these are some hcs on what I imagine a day looks like for you. i sorta placed this as being in the first week mc arrives, before anything too serious happens, but you can interpret this whichever way you choose!
also apologies, i wasn't able to write for every single suitor as i haven't played most of their routes yet! I'll do a follow-up post when i finally finish them :))
Napoleon
Restrains Jean when he attacks you in the middle of the night
Comte enlists him to guard you and show you around Paris with Vincent, being the one that you trust the most in the beginning
Accompanies you and Isaac to the école, to help you be more at ease in the town
Part of your morning rounds: you wake him up
Part of your evening rounds: you talk about each other’s days, has dinner with you if you haven’t
Arthur
After asking Sebastian to fetch him Rouge, he prevents you from escaping (sorta does a reverse psychology thing)
Rightfully blaming himself for your dislike, he charms you with his intelligence through the lounge games; he wins a conversation with you and apologises on your date
When you encounter him on your town visit, the two of you are caught with a mysterious case that employs the two of you in your mystery solving adventures. 
Part of coffee addicts: your best customer, kisses you for every cup of coffee you bless him with
Part of breakfast gang: either there because he didn’t sleep or there because he slept too early
Leonardo
Spooked by the first night in the mansion, you lock yourself in your room until lunch, only to realize that Leonardo had stood guard outside your door the whole night
Remains quite protective, he calls himself your companion; finds you cooped up in the library and takes you with him on town visits
Part of coffee addicts: will come later, but will always be there
Part of your afternoon rounds: he magically finds you when you’re sad and will find some random event to cheer you up with
Jean
Starving and not in control, he unknowingly attacks you on your first night and incites you to escape
Overwhelmed, self-conscious, and wary, you spend much of the first week’s evenings in the library. To your shock, Jean is also there, learning how to write. Believing that it may be best for the two of you to reconcile, you teach him how to write. 
Helps you as much as possible with your chores, especially if it’s reaching high places or something that requires strength. 
Joins the residents in meals because of you
Listens to Mozart’s pieces with you
Part of your morning rounds: you have to remind him to eat
Vincent
Sympathetic to your predicament, he comforts you and shows you around Paris with Napoleon, being one of the few that you feel safe around
Invites you to a picnic with Theo
Enjoys your singing in the gardens while he paints and will frequent the outside the more you do it
Part of coffee addicts: might experiment with different roasts and enjoys it, but will like his coffee as black as possible
Part of breakfast gang: really only there to join Theo in the morning
Comte
Like a good sugar daddy, he takes you shopping and constantly spoils you. On the second day, he takes you to the town
Will ask for tea on the daily and constantly checks in on you; a most protective father figure, he keeps the residents in check
You’re his automatic partner any time he has to attend a social event (and of course he takes you shopping before). You’re his rumoured partner, and Comte does not quell those rumours he keeps them up. 
Part of your afternoon rounds: you have tea with him
Dazai
After cooping yourself up in your room, Dazai is the second you confide your troubles to. He’s always attuned to your emotions and understands your mental health struggles; always ready to lend an ear (because he’d rather everyone be happy before himself ahh) He’s almost invasive with how aware he is of you
Another frequent player in the lounge games, he doesn’t play seriously and is only really there to bring everyone’s mood up; don’t include gambling though, because he gets sorta crazy
Part of breakfast gang: horrible sleep schedule has him join the morning
Part of your afternoon rounds: any time you have errands in the garden, he’ll join you 
Theo
Partly due to his brother, and partly out of his own heart, he enlists you as an apprentice and they get to know the town
To bridge the gap between you and Arthur, he invites you to the lounge after dinner to play games
Teaches you the ropes of living in Paris: warns you, keeps you aware of current events, probably even helps you with your finances
Part of coffee addicts: likes your experimental sweet lattes
Part of breakfast gang: always present in the morning because he has to
Isaac
Cooped up in his room as well, Sebastian asks you to deliver his food to his room, believing him the most harmless. Isaac awkwardly welcomes you in his own way, accompanying you and Napoleon to their école
Also a frequenter of the lounge games, he attempts to impress you and win a date against Arthur
Part of breakfast gang: has to be there for his job, but enjoys whatever you make
Part of your evening rounds: sometimes he’ll be outside with his telescope, observing the stars. Once you felt comfortable, he asked you to join him
Mozart
Most intimidated by him, Sebastian forces you to deliver lunch to him. He’s cold, fussy, but would rather spend time with you than anyone else. Whenever he needs feedback or an audience for a piece, he’ll ask you first along with Jean. 
You’re his automatic partner any time he has a performance, partly because you comfort him in carriage rides, partly because he just wants you around
Part of coffee addicts: crawls to get coffee from you
Part of your evening rounds: you have to remind him to sleep
Part of your breakfast gang: organized routine but also terrible sleep schedule
Shakespeare
You met him after he gave you and Vincent tickets for one of his upcoming plays. When he approached the two of you, he gave such good banter and was so amicable, you swear it almost sounded practiced (haha)
He’ll sometimes join the residents for dinner. He’s begun to join a lot more often because having you around made Arthur and Theo much less hostile. After dinner, he makes a practice of talking to you in private, endlessly charming, but oddly invasive—like he’s studying you
Any time he has a new play, you're the first to get invited to watch it. Sometimes, if he's particularly frustrated or uninspired, he'll ask you to come to rehearsals with him.
You and Vincent sometimes visit him in his villa to make sure he's not writing himself to death.
Vlad
A sweet florist you met in town while you were miserable in the first week. He gave you a flower to cheer you up and was the epitome of charming, so charming in fact, that you accidentally revealed you lived in the mansion. Once you’ve revealed that fact, he began seeing you every time you were alone in town (for no ulterior motive at all)
General HCs for All!
Writes you letters daily/weekly; a habit picked up after the first night and seeing how spooked you were
Help you and Sebastian as much as they can; they can obviously clean up for themselves and even cook when they feel inclined
More residents have meals together than ever before; your presence sort of unites them and they’re super grateful for that
You’ve achieved the point where every resident is together during dinner
Birthdays, special occasions, and achievements are celebrated because you organize them for everyone
Since Halloween is your favourite holiday, the residents make an effort to dress up for it
Valentine’s Day is a bit of a mess, with you making a gift for every resident
White Day was used by the residents to give you their gifts, and it’s overwhelming, to say the least
They’re huge gossips, so any and every update on you is spread like wildfire to everyone. Good luck having an off-day
Dazai is the first to notice, being the most emotionally intelligent
Leonardo is the quickest one to take action, quite literally scooping you from whatever you’re doing to cheer you up
Napoleon is also another quick one to constantly check in on you and look for you if you come home too late
Sebastian usually keeps track of who you’re with or where you are if you guys are separated
Buys you random presents, usually connected to something between the two of you, but also sometimes follows current trends
Isaac buys you a hairclip he thinks looks darling on you
Dazai buys you a notebook to use as a diary, especially after noticing your journal’s almost full (and no he totally doesn’t peek in your writing)
Jean will always find something in town to bring to you in your night lessons
Comte… do I even need to say anything
Supports you in anything you pursue (I believe the canon says that you’re starting out as a writer, so I’mma use that)
You keep notes of your every day in your diary, sort of like a vlog and a lot of the snoopy residents read it. Eventually they suggest that you publish some of it
Being a huge fan of literature, the authors organize a writer’s night where you come up with a prompt and they share how they’d write it
If you ever end up writing something, they’re the first to hear and are your biggest fans
You’re a frequent guest teacher in Napoleon’s and Isaac’s école
You always thought you weren’t good with kids, but seeing how much the children like you reassured you
Napoleon teases you on how much you say you dislike children but secretly enjoys the time with them
Isaac is extremely grateful for how much you like organizing his lesson plans
if you've made it this far, thank you so much for reading! i hope you have a wonderful day and leave a like/reblog <3
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Ikemen Vampire reaction to MC wanting a hug from them
1. Napoleon Bonaparte
He'd rub his eye open and give you a sleepy half hug but then his arms would fall on the small of your back and Napoleon would instantly pull you inside the covers with him. He then shows you a naughty smirk as he tickles your sides -
"Lay with me for awhile Nunuche"
2. Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
He hugs you grumpily saying that he was busy composing pieces and kisses your head. You giggle at your cute boyfriend and tiptoe to kiss him but he moves away and inspects your face -
"What's with the sudden affection are you feeling unwell?"
3. Leonardo Da Vinci
He chuckles when you ask him that and still picks you up in his arms and places playful kisses across your shoulder and collarbones. You two then end up making out only to find Sebastian looking at you wide-eyed-
"I guess they found out about our little secret cara mia"
4. Arthur Conan Doyle
He moves side to side and plays hard to get so you two end up chasing each other in the garden and at last you spring out from a bush and tackle him down and give him a nice and long smooch-
"Luv, if you wanted me that bad you could've just said so."
5. Isaac Newton
Surprisingly Isaac smiles at you and pulls you to his chest his exhaustion long forgotten. He strokes the sides of your face and goes to sleep hugging you like that.
"Sleep well my darling"
6. Jean D' Arc
Jean wasn't a big fan of cuddles early on in the relationship but now he'll paractically melt if you hug him. Your lovely smell relaxing him.
"Don't tell this to anyone but I find your hugs very comforting."
7. Comte De Saint Germain
He smiles at you and hugs you tight. Maybe he'll procrastinate his paper work for a while and snuggle with you. *Wink wonk*
"You know you don't have to ask for a hug right, cherie?"
8. Sebastian/ Akihiko Satou
He's a busy man so he'll give you a quick hug and place a soft kiss on your brow showing you a guilty smile. You can't blame him though, it sure is hard taking care of a mansion full of vampires.
"Allow me 5 more minutes my love, I'll attend to you shortly."
9. William Shakespeare
He knew you were under the weather so it doesn't take much time for him to spread his arms wide for you and cradles your face in his hands placing a chaste kiss on your forehead.
"Fair maiden of mine, do tell what is the reason behind all your worries."
10. Vincent Van Gogh
He puts down his paintbrush and gives you a bright smile. He kisses you on the cheek and hugs you tight, still giving light kisses on your nape and ears.
"Would you like to see me paint my Schatje ?"
11. Theodorous Van Gogh
He blushes and grumbles how you shouldn't be doing things like this and just hug him whenever you like. Lets you sit on his lap and play with his hair.
"Don't mess up my hair too much Hondje, or I'll have to tickle you down."
12. Dazai Osamu
The writer picks you up spins you around as sounds of pure joy erupt from both of you. He sets you down and gives you an adorable bear hug, his hugs sure are the best.
"You're real adorable, you know that right?"
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sunshineyuuji · 1 year
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Surprising Facts (pt.2)
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IkeVamp suitors with an s/o who randomly says interesting facts (pt.2)
Characters: Vlad, Theodorus Van Gogh, Vincent Van Gogh
Warnings: first grade English (lol), ooc suitors?, gn!reader/fem!reader
Notes: Guys, I got another request OMG! I'm jumping like a child who sees something they like (/⩾ ω\). So @vanadeyeira asked me if I could make this prompt with Vlad, Theo, and Vicent and who am I to deny? So here I am writing this at 5:30 am (Nov 16) and God knows when I'll finish lol. Anyhow, hope you enjoy! (Update: I finished this today at 10:00 am lol)
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Vlad
Vlad has been alive for centuries, darling, so he knows quite a lot.
But like Le Comte, he's not fully aware of things from the modern era so you might as well surprise him with "modern" facts.
"The Vatican City is the smallest country in the world."
"Vatican City?"
"You'll know in... a few years, hehe."
He's not surprised you know so much. Actually, he's happy!
Just... try to keep the creepy facts for yourself.
"There are around 150 bodies of dead hikers on Mount Everest and they're used as landmarks."
"Interesting way to use a body..."
Could gladly hear you all day telling him random facts and also explaining. He just loves listening to you.
Especially when talking about flowers.
"Is this... a gardenia?" You asked, looking at the flowers Vlad gifted you.
"It sure is." Vlad smiled at you.
You looked at the flowers with a smile and carefully picked them up.
"Did you know that gardenias mean love, purity, and refinement?"
Vlad chuckled softly and kissed your hand.
"I do, that's why I chose to gift you them."
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Theodorus Van Gogh
"Did you know women can lactate without being pregnant?"
"You're getting on my last nerve, hondje."
Now what's with the random information?
Why are you telling him that? He didn't ask, so why are you telling him?
He doesn't get annoyed over the fact you know stuff, he's annoyed because you say it out of nowhere and he can't expect what you'll say.
“Did you know that buttermilk doesn’t contain any butter?”
“Ok, that’s it. Get out.”
There was a period of time where you stopped telling him the random information you know.
He got genuinely worried and rushed into your room.
You explained it was because you knew it annoyed him so you decided to stop.
“...You’re way too silly, hondje.”
It may catch him off guard, but it’s you who’s telling him. How can he say no to you?
Even if he says it annoys him, he secretly hears and tries to remember everything you say.
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Vincent Van Gogh
"You know, neuroscientists say that love is as strong as illegal drugs."
"Oh? Well then, guess I'm always high for you."
He either chuckles or asks more about what you're talking about.
Loves hearing you talk. That little sparkle in your eyes and the excitement you have when explaining is adorable to him.
Though he's always interested in what you say, he shows way more interest when you talk to him about art facts.
"Apparently, studying and pursuing art is closely linked to improved reading and math skills."
"Huh, really? That sure is interesting... I wonder how people associate reading and math with art."
Getting a little more romantic, he sits you on his lap while you continue to tell him about random things you know about art and other stuff.
"I could listen to you all day, sunshine. I can never get bored when I'm around you."
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vcodenv · 7 months
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ೃ Ikevamp Suitors Playing Uno ⁀ 🏹
pt 2
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Vincent & Jean.
warnings : none
I’m back after not posting for almost a month ‼️
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˗ˏˋ Vincent ´ˎ˗
⋆ ★ He’s literally an angel as always, which is extremely rare in a game of Uno.
⋆ ★ Always mutters a sorry whenever he puts down a +2 or +4.
⋆ ★ The suitors also feel bad whenever they make him pick up cards.
⋆ ★ Always congratulates the winner.
⋆ ★ Constantly has to calm down his guard dog Theo.
“Now, now, Theo. You’ll win next time.”
˗ˏˋJean ´ˎ˗
⋆ ★ Give him time to process because this boy has no clue what he’s doing.
⋆ ★ Literally, “If Johnny has two apples…”
⋆ ★ Forgets to yell out “UNO.” whenever he has one card left and ends up having to pick up.
⋆ ★ Makes the rest of the suitors wait so long for him to find a card in his hand to put down, just for him to draw from the deck instead 30 minutes later.
⋆ ★ Shows everyone his cards and asks, “can I use this one?” before he puts it down.
⋆ ★ Secretly has it out for Comté the entire game. He saves up all his +2 cards and then immediately uses them once Comté calls Uno.
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fang-and-feather · 3 months
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Ikemen Vampire - Jean x Vincent x Reader
For Fluffbruary Day 2 Prompt: Engagement from @fluffbruary
IkeVamp Masterlist / General Masterlist / AO3 Link
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You loved having a place where you and your boyfriends could be alone. With how chaotic the mansion was, it was good to escape such a nosy crowd. Although you went there more often when the flowers were in bloom, which usually coincided with the best weather for picnics.
That was what you and your boyfriends had planned for that afternoon. You found yourself lying on Jean’s lap under the shadow of a tree. He was reading a book aloud, but you found it hard to pay attention when his other hand caressed your hair, almost lulling you to sleep.
“Vincent is late.” You commented, rubbing your eyes to try to keep yourself awake.
The picnic was set, but you were waiting on Vincent, who told you he just had something to finish and would join you.
“He said he had something to do in town.”
You looked up at Jean, surprised by the news. That explained his absence, but you heard nothing about him going to town.
“Maybe he needed something to finish his latest project. He’s been so secretive about it. Vincent has never kept us from seeing an unfinished painting before.”
“He’ll share it when he is ready. Be patient.” Jean told you, smiling.
You smiled back, happy to see how comfortable Jean had become in his relationship with you and Vincent, despite the tough start of your relationship.
“A mystery just makes me more curious.” You laughed softly, prying his hand from your head to intertwine your fingers with his. “It’s not like there are any important dates ahead for it to be a gift.”
“I told him we could have a picnic another day if he was busy, but he insisted.”
It was somewhat unlike Vincent. He didn’t like inconveniencing you, but he would otherwise tell you to go ahead without him, even if it was for you to deny it.
Then you felt Jean shift and sat up in time to see Vincent arrive, carrying a covered painting. He waved at you with such a bright smile that it looked like he hadn’t seen you in years, rather than a few hours. Although you had actually spent very little time together while he was painting.
You waved back, then stood up to go meet him, with Jean following you, but Vincent gestured for you to wait.
When he reached where you were, Vincent carefully set the painting down on the picnic blanket and hushed to pull both of you for a tight hug, and when he pulled away, each of you were treated to a deep kiss.
“Vincent?” Jean asked, rubbing his back.
“I missed you. I know we saw each other sometimes, but it wasn’t enough. I wanted so much to show you what I was working on, but I also wanted it to be a surprise.” Vincent finally pulled away, his smile faltering just a little. “I hope this will be a good surprise.”
“Nothing from you could be anything but.” Jean told Vincent, caressing his cheek.
“That’s how in love we are with you.” You added, kissing his cheek. “We would love to see your surprise if you’re ready to show us.”
“Go ahead.” He motioned to the painting, his smile again as bright as the sun. In fact, he looked almost giddy, which only made you more excited to see it. You looked at Jean, and he nodded with a soft smile, gently taking your hand and guiding you to sit on the edge of the blanket. “I usually paint things as I see them, but this one is more like… something that’s been on my mind for some time now.”
You propped the canvas against the picnic basket and carefully removed the cloth covering it.
It was a painting of a church decked for a wedding, in white with golden details and bouquets of lilies and sunflowers. At the altar, bathed in sunlight, stood a bride and two grooms in a private ceremony. Some would say lonely, but you could feel the happiness of that silent moment.
Fighting the tears pooling at the corners of your eyes, you turned to look at Vincent behind you, not a bit surprised but no less emotional when he knelt down with a shy smile, showing you the contents of the little box in his hand.
“I know we can’t exactly have a proper wedding, but I wanted us to have this, at least. It would make me the happiest to be your eternal fiancé, if you would have me.”
Not trusting yourself to speak, you nodded, offering him your hand so he could slip the ring on your finger. Then he kissed your hand, first just below the ring, then on the back.
“I would have no other.” You managed to whisper, whipping away the tears you couldn’t contain.
With a last smile to you, also looking very emotional, Vincent turned to Jean, who had turned around but looked astonished, as if he still couldn’t process what was happening.
“And yours, too.” Vincent’s voice quivered as he pulled another ring box from his pocket. “The two of you are the lights of my life, and I will love both of you for as long as I live.”
Jean finally managed to push through his shock and smile at Vincent.
“You are the lights of my life.” He said back. “Without you, I would still be lost in the dark. And although sometimes it still surprises me that the two of you would want me, it would be my honor to have this bond with you.” As Vincent put the ring on Jean’s finger, it was Jean who pulled him to place a soft kiss on the back of Vincent’s hand. “In fact, I planned to ask you myself, after you were finished with your work.” Jean’s reached to hold your hand too.
“I guess, in our situation, two rings make more sense than one.” You had been thinking of getting them anyway. The two of them only beat you to it. “Although I guess that could raise some awkward questions.”
“Let them.” Jean spoke, to your surprise. Your relationship being something most people considered wrong was something he still struggled a little with. Him being the one to step in to reassure you showed how secure he had become. “It is our relationship. Their opinion should mean nothing. And for the wedding, it diesn’t have to be something traditional.” Jean cast a soft gaze towards Vincent’s painting. “We could have something private. Maybe here?”
But you knew that, out of all of you, Jean was the one who cared the most about having a proper wedding. Vincent seemed to know too, because he lowered his gaze and spoke slowly.
“Are you sure? You know, I wouldn’t mind if the two of you had a proper wedding. It won’t change our relationship.”
Jean turned to look back at him and gently tipped his chin up so Vincent would look at him.
“I won’t get married if it’s not to both my partners.” He spoke firmly, but his smile was gentle, and he moved to caress Vincent’s cheek while tightening his hold on your hand. 
“We are not.” You agreed. “It would be nice if we could have this together, but, as you said, it won’t change our relationship. I like Jean’s idea, but if you really want, I know how we can have something closer to a traditional wedding. Someone who could maybe be convinced to help. We don’t have to decide now, anyway. What about focusing on our time together? And later, maybe we can plan our engagement party.”
“You’re right. I would rather focus on the time I finally have with my fiances.” Vincent kissed each of you. “Whatever happens from now on, I love both of you. Forever.”
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cloudcountry · 9 months
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SUMMARY: vincent sees a masterpiece in you.
WARNINGS: None!! :D
COMMENTS: GAHHH SHUT UP OKAY SHUT UP. HE'S SO KIND. i havent played hsi route yet but i am brainrotting a little. also i was inspired by myself because i realized how animated i am and i was immediately like "omg an artists muse" bc WOW all my facial expressions and body language could give an artist a career I MOVE TOO MUCH!!!!
anyway yes he's sweet but i don't really know a lot about him. do vincent kissers even exist!??!?!?!
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An artist at heart, he’s accustomed to noticing the beauty of everything around him. From the way your eyes widen when you’re surprised to the way they crinkle when you’re happy, from the way your lips stretch across your face when you smile at him to the way they purse when you pout, from the way you drag your hands down your arms when you’re cold and trail them down your legs when you’re stretching, to the way your fingers position themselves around a pen when you’re scribbling out annotations in a cookbook.
Or maybe, he’s just become accustomed to noticing your beauty.
“Vincent.” you call, “You’re staring.”
He makes a soft noise of acknowledgment and flashes you an awkward smile. His eyes fall to the notepad in front of him, and he ignores the way his cheeks flush a tender pink. It’s a lovely feeling, the pitter-patter of his heart in his chest and the shaky breaths that come with knowing you.
He’s in awe of the artist that sketched you out and brought you to life. He's envious of the paints that colored you in. Vincent wishes there was a part of you for him in your masterpiece, a blank space that only he could fill. He would fill you with blues and yellows and browns, he would paint the night sky in your eyes and sunflowers along your legs. Each petal would be delicately sketched out along the flesh of your thigh, and his paintbrush would travel down your calves as he sculpted the stems. He would worship you like you deserve, treat you with reverence, and treasure you like nobody else could.
“Sunflower.” you whisper, right next to his ear, “Are you alright?”
Vincent snaps out of his trance once again, an easy smile falling across his lips. His chair groans against the floor as he pushes away from the table, staring up at you as you stand in front of him.
“Of course. I’m sorry for worrying you.” he says softly, looking up at you through his lashes, “Did you say something?”
“Nothing important.” you smile, like you know exactly what he’s been thinking.
You probably do. Vincent blushes, ducking his head to the side so you can’t see his face.
“Can you come to my room later? After you’re done here?” he asks, reaching out to touch you.
His hands rest on your hips, and you let him pull you closer. Your eyes are full of intrigue, and he knows you'll say yes, but he needs to hear the words from your lips.
“Of course.” you hum, leaning down to his level, “I wouldn’t go anywhere else.”
You kiss his forehead, and his heart stumbles in his chest. Right there, he sees it. He sees you. You’re made up of so many shades of color that belong to everyone you’ve ever met and loved, but right there, on your lips, are swirls of gold and blue.
And as you pull away, he sees sunflowers in your heart.
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natimiles · 7 months
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What is that? (a tattooed reader)
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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.
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“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.
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I don't have tattoos yet, but I really want it. I'd make the first one, but with colors.
Crossposted on AO3.
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simp-is-here · 2 years
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Do you ever just think of how attractive it would be if a vampire slowly laid you onto a couch and leaned over you, brushing your hair away from your neck as they lean in till their fangs are just poking your pulse point, their breath against your neck as they tease the idea of biting you before pulling away with a smirk on their face, then before they leave they put two fingers under your chin and give you the smallest peck then head out the door, leaving the tingles of their touch in their wake.
😮‍💨
Did it get hot in here??
Thirsty Vampire Thoughts Saga
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Hi! I love your Ikemen vampire Hc's, and I wonder if you could make one about a Mc similar to Nezuko like... She has the bamboo and everything.
YES! Omg thank you for the ask I literally love you! So I had to do a little research on her, since I'm not too familiar with the character so I'm sorry if this is a bit off. I just tried to match her personality and wardrobe. Hope you like it!
Enjoy!~~
Ikevamp headcanons~ With a reader that is similar to Nezuko
Warning : None, except I haven't managed to watch Demon slayer, so I'm sorry if this is a bit off
Pronouns used: GN, generally just you, thought it can lean towards a more feminine version
Comte
our favorite rich baguette man
Now, he's been alive for many many year
He's seen a lot of things but this is new
when you stumble into the mansion he's supper confused
Is this a child? Nope, not a child. Why the bamboo mouth piece? Not human though, the eyes suggest otherwise
He's not Arthur, but he's observant
he's still very polite, but he's trying to figure out what you are
And then it dawns on him
like he's sipping his tea and his like
*Slams tea cup* ooh my...
He pulls you aside to talk about what you eat
after all he know, vampires drink blood, demons eat people
he's just about to ask you nicely to leave when you can for everyone safety
but
you say you don't eat human
???
Ok, well then
He happily welcomes you into the mansion
He finds your childish appearance rather endearing
thinks the mouthpiece is especially cute
BUT..guess what, one day when you go for a stroll you are ambushed by and upper rank demon
when he sees the after transformation
he's knocked off his feed
and when you whoop the other demons ass
congratulation you're stuck with him for eternity
"Who knew ma chèrie can be so powerful"
Leonardo
this sleepy man
he's like Comte almost, except he figures it out a little sooner
and then he straight up goes and asks if you plan on having any citizens for breakfast
You know he has a strict no drinking blood rule
so he takes this very seriously, as he's afraid it will cost a life whether turned or dead it doesn't matter
So when you say you don't do that he's like: great!
And never brings up the fact that you are a demon ever again
fist of all he loves the entire outfit
he really does
it's so different from his norm, he can't help but be curious and amazed
Now when he sees you in action, he just smirks and has this shit eating grin on his face the whole time
"My, my cara mia, you are so fierce"
either way, he loves you and is charmed by the fact that after everything, you are still rather human, you smile and cry and he's glad that you still have that
Isaac
was very curious about you from the get go, but just kind of watched you from affar
you seemed so small and sweet, like what could be wrong with someone like you
and the Comte told him
at first he was like:
???
and then was like:
!!!!!!!!!
and then he was confused again
why do people keep breaking physics and reality
like this should not be happening, but then again neither should time travel and vampires
now he has a lot of trouble controlling himself around human blood
so when he sees you handling it like a champ he's amazed by your willpower
and when he sees your demon form
apple boy might just bust a blood vessel looking at you
"My goodness y/n, that was...incredible, what else can you do?"
Very curious
Sweet boy
Arthur
so you know how Isaac is like watching from affar
not this mf
nope
you come through that door and he's already noticed a bunch of things and managed to deduce, that you are, despite the cute appearance, not human
and now he's interested
Pesters Comte about it until he gets and answer
when he finds out he just looks at you, and the back at Comte and then back at you
He's confused
he did not picture a demon to look like that
so now you have to explain everything to him
he;s in awe and after finding out he starts treating you with even more respect then before
does ask about your food, aka should he be prepared to cover up a murder
But you tell him it's not the case
when he sees you in all your glory when you got in a fight with another demon
floored
"By Jove, dove, I was not expecting that from someone as cute as you. But I must say, I was quite the pleasant surprise."
Get your mind out the gutTer-
Theodorus
mean mf
respectfully stop calling me a dog
is very scepticle
and when unsurprisingly you get along great with Vincent he's also a bit jelly
what he finds out your a demon his first reaction is
"BrOER-"
like he wants to protect Vincent and you both have to calm his ass down
you explain to him how you are not a threat
he only really believes you when you protect him and Vince from another demon
and when you tell them you did it because they feel like family to you he start falling for you
would not admit it but really likes your style
thinks the kimono with the asanoha is ✨artistic✨
"Don't be silly Hondje of course you didn't surprise me, I always knew you where a little street dog, always getting into fights"
sIR....
Vincent
sweet angel
since you're both caring sweet and cute you get along instantly
you end up telling his yourself
bc how could you not trust someone like him
and he never thinks any less of you
when you save him he's so much more amazed by you
doesn't even have to ask if you'd eat a person or no he just knows the answer
he asks if you want to talk about your transformation experience and offers to talk about his
really wants to paint you
actually sketched out a drawing of your demon form
"Look, don't you look beautiful here, would you mind helping me out while I paint this?'
Mozart
he's a little weirded out at first
I mean you look like a child
you stutter and sometimes speak muffled by the bamboo thing in your mouth
he thinks you have the brainpower of a child
but you are no child
so he just pretends he doesn't care and sneakily observes
when he finds out he's actually a little scared
he finds out about your eating habits or rather lack thereof from Comte
and then he calm down
when you save his ass is is amazed and humble
what and powerful being you are
once he's off his high horse he stats noticing things
like how even if you look small you are kind and actually rather adorable
"Oh well, i suppose I could let you listed, you look to cute meine liebe"
Napoleon
get ready to be instantly adopted
he's like: big brother mode activated
but as you get to know each other it stops being big brother mode and rather oh shit I have a crush on this curious being mode
He finds out bc you tell him, and while you're at it you also tell him you don't plan on using anyones bones as toothpicks when you're done with them
and he's like:
ok...can we cuddle now?
let's be real, he does not care
especially since you are not a danger to others
when you save him he's like
cute ANd powerful
a true queen
he fully respects you and thinks you are amazing
sometimes accidentally treats you like a child, but it's never with the intention of hurting you
he just thinks you're really cute with that pink kimono and mouthpiece
"Nunuche, don't play around now, it's time to go to bed."
Dazai
im sorry did someone order one sad writer?
someone give him a hug
he thinks you are the most fascinating little thing
the kimono and haori have him literally dead
he thinks it looks beautiful on you
though he first notices all the little things
like how you pay attention to others
how you sometimes stutter when you speak
and then he finds out you're a demon and he's like
nope not possible
so casually asks you
and you confirm it and now he's actually not as confused as he thought he's be
like now the eyes make sense
when you tell him about how you don't eat people he smiles at you
"I never though my Toshiko-san was capable of such an act in the first place
when he sees your demon form he blow away
he has a whole lot more of respect for you now
he thinks you truly are amazing
Jean
not sure he'd take the news well
like he hears demon and is like
imma just get the holly water, Comte i did not sign up for him
but this changes when you save him
he's floored, amazed and has so much respect for you now
he actually starts seeing you as a person and starts noticing things about you
he's still hesitant but he starts to open up
he ends up being really sweet and shy about the whole situation, since it's so new
is still afraid that he'll hurt or taint you and needs reassurance that he is worthy of you
"Y/n...I cannot express how grateful I am for everything you've done"
Sebastian
forehead flicking demon butler
just accepts it
like
oh this cute girl is a demon, ok, proceed, nono really, continue
he's seen enough ok he doesn't care anymore
when you save him and he sees your demon for all he can do is chuckle
"Never though I'd be saved by such a cute girl like you"
he's honestly very sweet and respectful
minus the forehead flicks
is relieved that you don't eat human because now he can relax knowing he's off the menu
And that's all bc I'm sure that is all the bs you can take. I'm very sorry if this is not what you where thinking of but I hope you enjoyed it^^
See you in the next one
~Lia
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Amigo, no puedo parar de imaginarme a Mozart escuchando la música de la actualidad, o Napoleón enterándose sobre la reliquia de su pene 💀 Digamos (En el Universo de Ikemen) que al final alguien hizo pasar el miembro de alguien como si fuera de Napoleón, yo lo nombraría la gran estafa...
Puedo oír las voces de Arthur, Dazai y los demás residentes riendose de esto, también me uno a la causa. Principalmente Arthur y Dazai, Sebastian estaría contando sobre eso alegremente, mientras atras de él se estan cagando de la risa.
Le Comte lo sabía antes definitivamente. Se esta riendo detras de su taza de té.
De seguro le hacen burla a Napoleón por una semana. Isaac se siente aliviado por que deja de ser el foco de atención de las burlas, pero también se siente un poco mal al ver que se burlan de Napoleón como el con las manzanas. Recurre a Sebastián para sacar datos vergonzosos de Arthur o Dazai, no sabe por qué no se le ocurrió antes...
Después de eso dejaron las bromas a parte no solo por los datos vergonzosos, si no mas bien por qué estamos hablando de Napoleón Bonaparte, el tipo que lleva una espada con él a todas partes, el ex emperador de Francia, blabla, le temen como también lo respetan de alguna manera.
Ahora nos vamos a enfocar en Mozart escuchando la música de la actualidad, reggaeton, metal, Hip Hop, etcétera.
Hay dos versiones de él, hechando espumarajo por la boca, o neutral.
Imagina el nació en el 1756 y murió en el 1791, y fue revivido por finales del 1886 por ahí (Creo, no recuerdo muy bien su ruta) me baso en la exposición Universal de Paris en los 1900 del 15 de abril hasta el 12 de noviembre que aparece en la historia de Interlude. (Cumpleaños de Leonardo el 15 jiji) Así que ambientado a la música de los 1900 debe estar.
Me esta dando ganas de hacer un fanfic, Ikemen Vampire x reader, pero que todas las rutas esten en una sola, Reader se quede un año en la mansión, y sería tan entretenido, los cumpleaños, eventos importantes, etcétera en uno solo, los pretendientes compartiendo Mc, conviviendo juntos. Me imagino que el Mc llega a comienzos de Enero o Febrero en los 1900.
Avise si hay algún tipo de error ortográfico, o comenté sobre esto, apreciaría mucho su opinión. 💕
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