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courtofmatchups · 3 months

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Okay, I'm back! I changed my character's name and wrote up this whole-ass wiki page for hyper-clarity, now let's get on with that matchmaking! (whenever that is convenient for you, of course)

Atlas Brooke is a 23-year-old woman from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. She works in an office for her day job while also working as an actor with the Delancey Show Troupe. She is 5’6 (170 cm), is stocky and slender, and has short red hair and sea-green eyes. She’s a biromantic graysexual and her star sign is Aquarius.

Atlas's family consists of a mother and a younger brother named Sebastian. Sebastian is absolutely perfect and excelled at school, and sports, and is currently going to college to become a politician (he wants to be the mayor one day). Atlas was always more of a creative type, very distracted during school, and tried hard to impress her mother in every possible way. Unfortunately, Mom showed no interest in her unless she was getting in trouble or doing something wrong.

During school, Atlas found her passion with the drama club. She snuck into a show one night in middle school and fell in love with the way the actors performed which made her feel more emotion than she ever felt in her house with her family. Once she got in and started to learn, she finally felt like she was able to do something that her brother couldn't, something that was all her own. Her mother never came to any of her shows, which disappointed her, but she was beginning to realize that her need for approval was holding her back.

Fed up with her mother's emotional neglect and her ever-present brother's golden child syndrome, Atlas decided it was time to look for some work and a new place to live. First, she got a job at an office, then she sought out some acting work. She eventually encountered the Delancey Show Troupe doing a street act to advertise their upcoming show. The actors were very talented, and their actual show was top-notch when Atlas went to see it, so the only logical thing to do was to arrange an audition, which she passed with flying colors.

When she finds herself in Saligia, it is by complete accident. Atlas is a mundane, the only magic she’s capable of doing is stage magician tricks, and she’s not supposed to be here. In all likelihood, she was with the person who was intended to be summoned to the magical realm and ended up getting dragged along for the ride. Once all the prologue confusion is settled and the actual Vane reincarnate is placed in the academy’s care, Atlas has to be like, “What about me? What am I supposed to do?” So if you’re the Headmaster, what do you do with this random chick who is of no use to Iritium or anyone else in the magical realm? Make her a valet! She’s not thrilled with the idea of being a glorified butler at first, but she warms up to her new boss and the other valets pretty quickly.

Atlas’s personality tends to put people off at first. She has a propensity to get sassy and profane when she feels disrespected, and will often retort to jerks with sarcasm or open disinterest. She’s also extremely straightforward to the point of bluntness. If she likes you, you will know. If she hates you, you will know. If she’s lying to you, you will NOT know, because she’s so plainspoken that you’re probably just going to take whatever she says as a fact (a miscalculation that serves her EXTREMELY well when doing magic tricks). But despite her brazenness and attitude problems, she is a loyal friend who will never turn her back on you when you need her. She’s drawn to people she can tell are having a rough time and is more than happy to offer a shoulder to cry on. She’s also very protective. If she sees her friend getting picked on, she takes up the job as an arbitrator/bodyguard/human shield, even if she gets hurt in the process.

She’s a proud tomboy who refuses to wear a skirt outside of costumes, and she doesn’t care who has a problem with it. She likes wearing clothes that are easy to move around in, are brightly colored, and if possible, have lots and lots of sparkles.

Atlas is a very skilled actor, singer, and dancer. Musicals are her favorite shows to do because she loves learning songs and choreography. She can do modern, tap, jazz, swing, tango, and some ballet and gymnastics. Her vocal range is G3-E3 (mezzo), and her voice is LOUD (If Lynt wants to sleep through her performance, he’s gonna have a real challenge). She is often cast for both male and female roles due to her androgynous features and ability to get completely into whatever role she’s playing, whether it be a comedic role like Leaf Coneybear in Spelling Bee or a slayful baddie like Charon in Percy Jackson.

In addition to theatre, she’s also very skilled in magic tricks. Not genuine Saligian magic, but things like pulling stuff from behind people’s ears and making things end up in different places than where they were put. Sleight-of-hand tricks are a particular favorite of hers. She's also very adept in self-defense. Some of her favorite events in Saligia would be Nightmare Battles and Hallowed Eve, in which she can go all out in fighting things off to reach the goal point, much to the awe (or horror) of the other competitors. She often employs her amazing dexterity to get the upper hand on the competition, and generally cause frustration and chaos for her own amusement.

It seems to me, you've captured the heart of...

The Consummate Prince,

Roy Invidia!

The way I see this relationship unfolding is through your friendship with Grayson (in my headcanon, you and he become friends by some utter fuckery. Neither of you know how it happened, though). Technically, he met you first, and he went out of his way to help you gain your footing in this new world, despite your lack of magic. You eventually became friends with Grayson, the only other mundane here. At first he was curious about you, but as he got to know you he couldn't help but feel that draw to you become more potent.

You can hardly blame him. While the two of you may share different backgrounds, you both possess a playful demeanor and an appreciation for the arts. Additionally, you both value integrity and honesty in relationships, and your straightforwardness is refreshing.

Roy likes confident individuals, and he would love to take you to performances whenever he has the time. As a prince, he has to has some appreciation for the arts, and seeing that you and he both hail from different worlds, he would enjoy learning about the media from your world. And I feel like you'd enjoy the art from Saligia.

Your strong sense of empathy also adds a deep layer of compassion and understanding to your friendships and relationships, and low-key Roy is kind of lonely from acting like the perfect prince all the time. Don't get him wrong, he loves his friends and family, but I feel like he'd like to let his hair down from time to time. And he would feel so safe being himself with you.

You would have the potential to create a vibrant and engaging romance, and I am certain that you could have many meaningful conversations.

#court of darkness #court of darkness x reader #court of darkness matchups #otome #court of matchups #makai nightmare #roy invidia

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norel-ravenclaw · 9 months

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Idk if your requests are still open but

Can you do a fanfic where instead of MC ending up with Lynt, MC accepts Roy’s feelings the second time he confesses to her and the aftermath?

Please and thank you 🙏

Drowning

Fandom: Court of Darkness (otome game)

Featured characters: Roy (& Lynt)

Genre: Angsty betrayal romance

Rating: 14+ suggestive

Word count: 1680

Description: MC initially fell for Lynt, but then realizes that Roy is the one who truly has their heart.

A/N: Some dark dastardly part of me has been craving a fic about Roy winning over MC from someone else. 😈 He’s always falling for them, and damn, MC could have so much less angst and struggle with him! He deserves his happy ending. So thanks for requesting anon!

…It’s happening again. Here, in Lynt’s warm embrace, wishing to be somewhere else.

His chest rises and falls in a steady rhythm. I finally realize - I know that rhythm better than I know anything else about him.

But I shake away such thoughts. He’s my paramour. We could have such an amazing future. I’ve been reading up on Akedia while he sleeps. …I’ve learned so much.

Just as another sigh escapes my lips, a voice pulls me from my reverie. I look up in a start to see Roy standing in front of the lounge sofa, a bemused grin on his lips.

“There you are. I have called your name several times now. Whatever has captured your mind so?”

I shake my head and put on a smile. “Nothing, nothing. What can I do for you, Prince Roy?”

His brows waver in a displeased furrow for a brief moment. “Please, you do not need to use such formality with me.” Swallowing, he shifts his weight, looking uncharacteristically ill at ease. “Might I steal a moment of your time?”

I glance at Lynt’s sleeping face, easily judging how deep his slumber is. And so I nod. “Alright, he has a few more minutes.”

Roy smiles, chuckling quietly as I carefully extricate myself from his arms, replacing myself with a pillow. We watch him snuggle it contentedly, and step away.

Holding out his hand, Roy offers me a dashing smile. “Would you do me the honour of joining me here?” He nods towards the spiral staircase leading up to the royals’ private library.

“If you’d like.”

Taking his hand, we ascend to the upper floor, going to the far end so we risk waking Lynt less.

I look out the window of the small balcony in curiosity, but Roy doesn’t let go of my hand. Turning back to him, his expression is intense. He looks nearly pained.

“Roy?”

He draws a deep breath, taking my other hand as well. “I can bear it no longer. Please, please forgive me, but I cannot go another day without letting my feelings be known.”

My heart speeds up, and I freeze.

His gold eyes hold me captive as time slows around us. “From the moment I first laid eyes on you, all I have wanted to do is protect you. You have consumed my thoughts, night and day. I want to show you my world, give you the world.”

The pain in his eyes is as evident as his hope. “Please, consider me. Prince Lynt is a dear friend, but I can give you so much more than he can. I can make you so much happier.”

Before I’ve fully realized it, I’ve pulled my hands away from his. I can practically hear the sound of his heart shattering, unable to look away from his eyes in that split second that lasts far too long.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to-“

“No, no. There is nothing to apologize for. I am the one out of line to suggest such an unworthy thing to you.” I watch him place his mask back on, then take a step back. “I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me.”

With a stiff bow, he turns to leave. Too late, I reach a hand out to stop him.

“Roy! Wait!”

But he’s already gone.

Taking a shaky breath, I go to leave down the stairs as well. As I reach the bottom, I see Lynt sitting up, and both our eyes go to Roy as he briskly leaves the lounge.

The blond yawns and looks to me with a furrowed brow. “What happened with Roy?”

My heart beats uncomfortably as I shake my head. “Nothing. He was just… was stressed and wanted to talk.”

I hold his gaze. It’s not a lie, I tell myself. Not at all.

Finally Lynt nods. “Oh.” And just like that, he’s let it go. He holds out his arms with a smile, and I return to him.

Settling back into his arms, for the first time, I don’t blush when he nuzzles my hair.

…

A month passes.

I sit in Lynt’s quarters again. Rain sheets down outside. I turned the lights out an hour ago. Tino is in bed in the other room.

My lover is still asleep on the sofa in the corner.

With an exasperated, strangled sigh, the tears finally slip down.

Desperate to get out, to make it stop, I jump up and leave. My feet carry me without any thought, and suddenly, I’m in the cold.

The rain strikes my skin quickly washing away my tears. I walk out of the dorms in a hurry to get somewhere, anywhere but here. Enough coherent thought leads me towards the greenhouse.

But before I reach it, the rain picks up even more. No longer able to ignore it, I switch to the other path that leads to the bridge. I hug myself tightly, sobbing uncontrollably alone in the dark.

“What are you doing?!”

I spin around in shock.

“R-Roy?!”

He stands at the other side of the bridge, just as soaked as I am, his jacket and, seemingly, his princely demeanor left behind.

“I saw you leave the dorms. What were you thinking going out in this storm?” He marches up to me, grabbing me by the arms. I’ve never seen him look so distraught.

“I… it’s Lynt. Roy, what do I do?”

I burrow into his chest, sobs still shaking me. “Lynt was so kind and soft towards me when I fell into this world. I didn’t know what was happening, or who to trust. But he was uninterested in my power. All he wanted was to avoid conflict and… and hold me while he slept. It saved me.”

I weakly pound a fist against his shoulder. “And… I’m drowning again. I don’t know what to do.”

Roy holds me close and tight. “Forgive me for saying this, but I wonder… Perhaps you were just grateful to your saviour. Perhaps you liked him, but never truly loved him…?”

My breath and heart stop at once. “No… What have I done?”

Suddenly Roy puts his hands on my shoulders. “Listen to me. It’s not too late. Choose me.”

I look up at him in shock and horror. “But… how could I?”

A second later, his lips are on mine. His arms wrap around me, crushing me against him.

“R-Roy! Mhm!”

“Choose me. I will give you everything you want.” He kisses me again, his tongue pushing into my mouth forcefully. “I’ll give you everything you need. Be mine. I must have you. I can’t see you suffering any longer.”

He kisses me again, and I can’t help but kiss him back.

And we stay here, kissing like mad fools in the rain. His hands roam all over me, clinging and pulling me to him. I entwine my fingers in his hair.

The golden glow of his magic aura fills the misty space with an otherworldly glow, almost like dawn has already arrived.

After some time, we finally break for air. I gasp and sob into the empty night, Roy stroking my back and hair comfortingly.

“Come, we have to dry you off or you’ll catch cold.”

He takes my hand and we run back to the dorm building. Again, we get lucky as no one is around.

…Until we get upstairs.

I freeze as Lynt catches sight of us. His eyes widen at the drenched state of us.

“What happened?”

Roy steps in front of me, and I see Lynt draw a sharp breath. His brows furrow into a look I’ve never seen on him. Tino comes around the corner just then, seeing the three of us locked in a stare down.

“Oh my stars…”

Lynt’s hands are balled into fists. “Roy. What did you do to them?”

“You can’t give them what they need. I can. Relinquish them to me.”

You could hear the drops of water coming off our clothes in the moment that follows.

“No.” His emerald eyes settle on me. “Tell me it’s not true.”

I can’t think of anything to say. “…I’m sorry.”

He starts forward, and Tino scrambles to hold him back. “Young Master! Let them go! Don’t do anything you’ll regret! Oh Vane, if you still love them, let them go.”

He looks devastated as Roy pulls me towards his chambers.

I hold tightly to his arm as Lynt calls my name over and over.

But then it stops. We stand at his door, looking to each other. Lynt doesn’t make another sound, and we step inside.

After locking the door, Roy pulls me into his arms again. “I will take care of things, don’t worry. We’ll be fine. I promise.”

I grip his soaked shirt, my hands starting to tremble from the cold. “How could I do this to someone so sweet? He doesn’t deserve this…”

He lifts my chin a little forcefully, his eyes filled with love and determination. “And you do not deserve to be with someone who makes you feel trapped. I will not let you drown.”

Kissing me again, he seems startled as I tug him back further into his chambers.

Trembling now from head to toe, I meet his eye. “We need to warm up and dry off.”

Slowly, he nods. “Yes. …Forgive me, I am not sure if I can hold back.”

His words and the intensity gleaming in his eyes make me blush fiercely. My voice comes out quietly. “Well… I think it’d be alright if you touched me a little…”

Seeing my reservation, he gently pets my hair. “Never fear, I will not do anything you dislike. Perhaps… you are used to taking things slowly and quietly. I can start like that if it would set you at ease.”

The reality of our situation is settling in, and I shiver from more than just the cold. With my nod, Roy smiles and lifts me into his arms.

“Come now, my darling. I will never let you go uncared for or unsatisfied ever again.”

#norel writes #court of darkness voltage #roy invidia #court of darkness #makai nightmare #makai ouji #court of darkness lynt #court of darkness Roy #tino maes #lynt akedia

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emmmmmit · 2 years

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okay so I'm pretty sure some people have said this but the Mc in this game is just so skbsjsbsksbsisbs like they just make me wkdbidbsisnsisndidndjdjidnf every time they act/ say something dumb I just go

#LIKE PLEASE CAN WE HAVE AN MC WHO STICKS UP FOR HERSELF #literally was sobbing pissing slamming my fists on my pillows in the gala part of the prince's path #court of darkness #makai nightmare #toa qelsum #guy avari #lynt akedia #roy invidia #fenn luxure #ikemen vampire #ikevamp

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aide-falls · 1 year

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I made Sprites of my designs for Lance’s and Toa’s mothers!

@chirp-a-chirp you told me to post it! I did! 🫶🏻

#court of darkness #Court of Darkness Toa #Court of Darkness Lance #makai nightmare

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marsipanic · 11 months

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Roy Invidia Fic

Once again, I am back on my bullshit and starting a new WIP without finishing my others lol but that’s ok because I am juggling them. They will get continuation. Eventually.

Here’s Roy’s love interest, Melinoe. I just really love tsundere’s okay? Also this looks chapter form again, but i just might make this the set up, and then do one shots after. Idk.

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Prince Roy of Invidia was in all aspects, everything, to everyone, all at once. As Sole heir to the Kingdom, all eyes were on him to achieve what might be impossible to anyone else. This garnered him lots of attention, in and outside of the academy of the Isle of Colde. As he approached the lecture hall to teach his afternoon class, he was swarmed by the usual group of students, the majority of them girls, and, as usual, he stopped to assuage them. He thanked them for their compliments, their kindness, complimented them all on their natural beauty, and said he looked forward to teaching the class.

This didn’t stop them, of course, and they continued to fawn, and Roy continued to smile and nod, and pretend to listen while his attention wandered slightly to Toa Qelsum standing off in the distance with what looked like another student. His expression was solemn, as it always was, and he seemed to be going over an itinerary with a young woman with long, straight, shining black hair and intimidating green eyes. She did not smile and not in the least interested in what he had to say, although she did appear to be listening.

Roy had remembered they were getting another transfer student from Akedia but was not told the details of the student themselves. Naturally, he should like to welcome her to the academy, if he could just break free from the clutches of his admirers. Alas, it was time to start the lecture and he ushered them all inside and took his place at the podium.

Who but trailed in last but the transfer student. She took her seat as far as seemingly possible from the rest of the students, and remained sullen, her brows slightly knit and her mouth in a flat line.

It was a C and B-ranked class, and the lesson for the day was turning water into wine. The class took their time achieving their results, some quicker than others, but Roy made certain to help anyone in need. Eventually, he found himself checking on the transfer student who sat, looking cross, with a chalice nearly overflowing with a rich, maroon wine.

“Miss Melinoe Cromwell, is it?” He offered her a warm smile, but her expression did not change. “Welcome to the academy. How are you finding it?”

Melinoe merely straightened, keeping her eyes on the chalice. “Just fine,” she said, flatly.

Roy continued to smile and press on. “If you need any assistance whatsoever, please feel free to come to me. It is my responsibility as professor, prince, and S-rank to look after a student in need. And seeing as you are new, and just arrived, if I might—”

“Don’t concern yourself with me,” she cut him off, and glared at him from her periphery. “Now if you don’t mind, if you’re satisfied with my results, may I be excused?”

He blinked at the chilly nature of her response, and then slowly nodded. Usually, his demeanor softened people and was able to charm anyone with a smile and a kind word. His responses were well rehearsed after all. He didn’t remember the last time he felt intimidated by speaking to someone that was not Master Guy.

Melinoe stood and left the lecture hall just as suddenly. As the door closed behind her, the other students began to whisper.

“That’s Melinoe Cromwell. Some brute of a woman. I heard her family sent her here because they were tired of her wreaking havoc at their ancestral home,” one said. Others nodded and hummed in agreement. “She’ll bite out your jugular if you get too close. Poor Prince Roy shouldn’t even bother with her…he’s lucky she didn’t lash out.”

“Prince Roy could handle a violent brute like that easily,” one said. “He’d disintegrate her into ashes in a moment. I know he would.”

Roy frowned. There had to be more to that story than what they were saying, there always was more to the gossip the students drove through the academy.

“Please,” he said, offering a smile. “Let’s not disparage other students. It doesn’t do your natural beauty justice.”

They swooned collectively and went on about their task. Roy looked down at Melinoe’s chalice that she left behind, and carefully lifted it to his lips. The taste was divine, as though the wine had been aged for a century. She had been the first to finish, which meant that her magical ability was above that of a B rank, already.

“Curious,” he said quietly to himself.

***

Melinoe pointed her sword at her partner and waited for him to make his move. The swordsmanship class had been the only one she had been looking forward to at this bloody academy, and it was ruined by being accompanied by the woefully undertrained and weak student body. Her partner audibly groaned when Professor Hawke paired him with her.

“Guess I’m with the savage,” he mumbled. Melinoe’s mouth twitched but she had said nothing.

They each had bowed to the other before starting their sparring. He then clumsily rushed at her, swinging his swords with both hands, which she dodged easily, holding her weapon behind her back. He attempted this a few more times, and each time she was able to avoid his blow, flowing and moving flexibly, as though she was made from water. The other students looked on, partially in awe, although she paid no mind.

Her partner had grown frustrated and angry with each missed blow. He charged at her one last time, roaring in frustration, and she ducked underneath the blade, and swept his legs out from underneath him with one swift kick to the back of his knees.

An astonished silence fell upon the training grounds, and Melinoe then became hyper aware of everyone watching.

“Told you she was violent and could kill a man,” they whispered. “She’s an absolute madwoman. No normal girl could do that.”

“Alright, everyone,” Hawke piped up, looking irritated. “That’s enough for today. Put away your weapons.” ‘

Melinoe looked down upon her partner who was still panting heavily on the ground with sword in hand. A twinge of guilt struck her heart, and realizing she had humiliated him without intending to, she approached him slowly, and bent low, offering her hand to him.

Her classmate’s face contorted in fury. A low growl grew and crescendoed from his throat as he lifted his blade and, in an instant, lunged at Melinoe, who stood wide eyed in shock. The sound of the sword cutting through the air was the last thing she heard before shutting her eyes tightly waiting for the feeling of the blade to go pierce through her body.

She felt sharp pain in her right forearm and wrist, as she was suddenly whipped from where she was standing and pulled backwards.

There was another fat silence. Melinoe slowly opened her eyes, to find that her back was being held against someone’s torso. She looked down and saw that a strong arm was holding her by the waist, clad in crisp white and magenta, that had been splattered with her blood from an open wound on her forearm.

“You must have misunderstood,” a voice said. She looked up and saw the Prince Invidia. His hand had been raised in an arresting spell, her classmate now seemingly suspended in mid-air. He had pulled her out of the way, just before her assailant had managed to inflict any more injury. He spoke with a smile, but his eyes were smoldering with a silent rage. “I believe Professor Hawke said the lesson had concluded. How unfortunate this mistake led to Miss Melinoe’s injury. I believe we will be having a conversation with the headmaster.”

Hawke came and grabbed the student roughly by the collar, leading him away, defeated, and shamed. Melinoe’s heart raced in her chest, and she remained in shock for only a moment when she heard a group of girls start mewling.

“No fair! I want to be held by Prince Roy!”

“And it’s her, of all people. She doesn’t deserve it.”

Roy’s arm remained firm around her waist, and he bent low into her ear. “Are you alright? I’ll escort you to the infirmary—”

Melinoe didn’t let him finish. She broke free from him, clutching her own arm and started to quickly storm away, trailing droplets of blood behind her.

***

Roy attempted to run after her, when the “Royd Ragers” planted themselves every which way, each one vying for his attention. He smiled at them, but it was partially him gritting his teeth in annoyance. Melinoe was injured, enough to need medical attention immediately, but no one seemed bothered in the slightest by it. Who was going to make sure she made it to the infirmary alright? What’s more, she seemed angry, maybe slightly frightened after the ordeal.

“I regretfully must tend to another student who has been harmed,” he told them. “Perhaps we can continue this conversation at another time? I really must go—”

He looked in the direction in which Melinoe left but she was already gone from sight. He frowned deeply, and determined, set in mind that he would find her.

It wasn’t difficult. He only had to follow the trail of blood droplets left throughout the academy, to Dorm Nivalis. He stood at a door at the far end of one of the halls and knocked.

It seemed to be silent inside. He was sure she was there, however, and raised his fist to knock again, when the door suddenly opened. There stood a severe looking woman, with grey hair pulled into a tight bun atop her head. Her frown lines were etched deeply into her face.

“Prince Invidia, Your Highness,” she said. “What a surprise. What can I do for you this evening?”

Roy looked briefly behind her, and in the distance, Melinoe was sat at a small table, a curtain of her black hair covering her face. Her arm was outstretched, and the severity of the cut was revealed. It looked deep, and the length of it was from just below her wrist to the crook of her elbow. It looked as though her valet had been working at stitching it up and was interrupted halfway through.

“I was looking to check in on Miss Melinoe. She was injured during lessons today, and I felt obligated to ensure that she was cared for. May I speak with her?” Roy asked and again, offered his world class smile.

“I’m afraid Miss Cromwell is indisposed at this time,” the valet said. “May I bring her a message, Your Highness?”

He looked behind her again and to his surprise met with the tear stung eyes of Melinoe. The rims of her green eyes were red, as was the tip of her nose, and the rest of her face ashen. She startled, and quickly turned away, disappearing behind the cloak of her hair once more.

“Are you certain she couldn’t spare just a moment?” Roy asked, frowning. “I would like to tell her that I regret the events that took place today. I would like to reassure her of her safety and that she is very welcome at the Isle of Colde—”

“I am sorry, Prince Roy,” the valet said. “But Miss Cromwell had insisted that she receive no callers for the rest of the evening. I do apologize. I will be sure to relay the message.”

Roy stared past her, at the shape of Melinoe at the table, frustrated and filled with genuine regret.

“Very well,” he said, ruefully. “I shall come back another time.”

The valet curtsied and started to close the door. Roy caught the image of Melinoe turning her tear-stained face back around, stealing a glance in his direction, before it shut with a punctuated *click*.

#Roy Invidia #Roy Revia #Court of darkness #makai nightmare #COD Roy #Melinoe Cromwell

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mrspouty · 1 year

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Roy Book 2

Makai Prince and the Enchanted Nightmare (Japan)

#voltage inc #otome romance #court of darkness voltage #roy revia #makai nightmare #love 365 #Makai Prince and the Enchanted Nightmare

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ithseem · 2 years

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Court of Darkness: Actor AU (I guess?)

Court of Darkness MC: *Does sth really stupid*

Joanne: This dumb bitch. And here I thought she had common sense

Saima and Parvana, in the background: *Spits out their Tim Horton's coffee in shock*

#saima: I thought she legally cannot cuss?#parvana: I thought so too #court of darkness #makai nightmare #otome #twisted wonderland #obey me memes #obey me mc #twst mc #twst yuu #court of darkness incorrect quotes #incorrect quotes #incorect quote #twst incorrect quotes #crossover

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rinuuotomeaddict · 2 years

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Dia path spoilers below ⬇️

Song of my heart

♥w♥

I'm melting. That's it. That's the post.

#dia akedia #a court of darkness #court of darkness voltage #consort path #makai nightmare #voltage inc.#court of darkness #dia belve

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metastar28 · 2 years

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Oh dear. Jasper why.

#court of darkness #makai nightmare #toa qelsum #jasper lane #fenn luxure #tino maes #lynt akedia #cod knight

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chirp-a-chirp · 1 year

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The moment Lou looks into his Crystal Ball and realizes he loves MC.

#court of darkness #voltage games #voltage otome #out of context screenshots #headmaster lou #cod lou #makai nightmare #CoD Phinny

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lxvescramble · 1 year

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魔界王子と魅感のナイトメア - Roy Revia - Season 2

Court of Darkness - Roy Invidia - Season 2

Spicy End 🌶️ and Honey End ❤️

#roy revia #roy invidia #court of darkness #cod #voltage inc #voltage otome #prince of makai #makai nightmare #魔界王子と魅感のナイトメア

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courtofmatchups · 9 months

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hi! i've sent this to a couple other of my favorite COD writers, but it's a psycho-analysis thing on guy that i wanted to share as im curious about other's thoughts. i should mention that i am a psych student with a special interest in male psychological trauma and "toxic masculinity" (put in quotes because idk the scientific term for it Imao)

warnings for slight spoilers, i don't believe there's much of anything too triggering, just some mention of sexism in avari, and parental/generational trauma, but nothing too detailed.

(and j*sper jumpscare at the end but it's just slander)

this also isn’t at all and excuse for abuse or anything of the sort, and that’s not what i specialize in either; it’s more like a deeper analysis of internalized sexism, now if guy did anything on the level of j*sper or got physical or anything, i would not be writing this.

so, guy starts off very controlling (literally using mind control), but when you play his route + events (specifically the ones where he goes to avari) a much deeper story unfolds.

it is my understanding that avari has very different thoughts on women, and we even see guy tell MC that his father told him all women are cruel and only want power. i believe guy has been told all his life negative things about women, and that all he has seen was his father marry for power after his mother passed. we also see in a route that guy was much more open when his mom was alive, but closed his heart to everyone when she was killed. it is also seen that guy assumed his mother was murdered by other women. so, Guy has been told all his life these things about women, ever since he was a child, and never had the chance to see any differently as he never opened up to another woman until MC.

now this is where the beauty comes in. after a while, guy begins to truly love MC for herself and not just her power, and even tells her what he was told about women and says she changed that. guy was able to swallow his ego and be emotionally open to MC and begin to see her as an individual and not just a vessel for power. guy defends her to her father and tells him off saying that he truly loves her and no other, and it is not just because of her power, and that she will make a fine queen. we see him praise her throughout his stories and events, and through his thoughts we see he is truly a changed man who has changed his outlook on women through his love for MC.

although he is not yet open to fully sharing his thoughts quite yet, we see that he is actively working on himself for MC.

we also see a boyish side come out of him during these emotional moments, that i believe to be trauma regression and suppressed feelings that he has had to endure due to the excessively violent and aggressive nature of avari. i truly think guy's initial act towards MC is due to trauma and abuse he suffered in avari, and he only begun realizing he was lied to and was wrong about women through his relationship with MC. guy is actually my favorite character because of this, and i think it's truly a beautifully complex story that the creators made.

also, i love how his toxic masculinity was turned around and how it tells the story that growing up in such a toxic environment can truly damage a man.

thank you for reading my long ass ramble about a fictional character in a mobile game that i am utterly obsessed with.

Thanks for confirming that this man DESPERATELY NEEDS THERAPY

Real talk, tho. I am not a psychology major (psychology is more of a special interest of mine, so take what I say with a grain of salt. Or a kilogram. idk), but I can say that all of your points are valid. Growing up in a toxic environment will mess someone up, especially as a child. Bro basically grew up indoctrinated by the Saligian version of Andrew Tate's pHILosOPhY (for lack of a better term) and seeing that view on women unfold his eyes over and over again probably gave him a lot of trust issues too.

I do kind of appreciate that, despite him being very rough around the edges, his character was still ultimately salvageable. I just kind of wish we had the chance to explore his backstory more in his own consort path tho, cuz I feel that bit was a bit rushed. Or maybe it wasn't and I'm remembering wrong? Feel free to correct me on this. It's been a hot minute since I read his consort path

I still don't really like Guy, at least not as a consort, but I do appreciate his character growth, and you really hit the nail on the head

#court of darkness #otome #guy avari #not my usual stuff #i do like this character analysis of guy tho #maybe me appreciating his character development is also my character development #ithseem writes #court of darkness x reader #makai nightmare #court of matchups #man'z has trust issues and daddy issues up the wazoo

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When you have the time can please you do a Court of Darkness fic where MC spends a lot of time with the other S-Ranks and Lou gets jealous because she’s not spending as much time with him?

Maelstrom

Fandom: Court of Darkness (otome game)

Featured character: Lou

Genre: Slightly angsty jealous romance

Rating: sfw • fluffy

Word count: 650+

Description: All-seeing Lou wants to watch and protect his lover, especially from the charming S-rank Princes. Jealousy and new emotions give way to powerful happiness.

Thanks for the request! Yours is the first one <3 Lou is such a lovely, mysterious character (and one of my faves), so it was fun to write this in a unique way. Hope you like it!

These feelings are yet foreign to me.

Looking into the crystal, rippling with magic, seeing her. Her winsome smile directed at… Prince Akedia.

The somnolent royal blinks up at her with undisguised affection while she holds out a graceful hand to help him to his feet. Together they chat with languid amiability through the courtyard towards the lecture halls.

Only she can inspire Prince Lynt to stand taller like this, to want to try, like this. I understand, because she is the only one who inspires those same things in me. Unconsciously, I stand a little straighter while I watch.

I see as she sighs, a crease deepening between her brows while The Quelsan prince attempts to teach her magic theory. I bristle, my knuckles turning white on the table, wanting nothing more than to sweep in and rescue her from his harsh scowl. To teach her these things with patience and precision.

Before I can leave my post however, a light sparks in her ruby eyes. She rambles off the solution to her own question and finishes with a triumphant cry. Prince Toa heaves a heavy sigh, his scowl melting into a fond smile and chuckle.

She is terribly lovely, glowing with enthusiasm and pride. Vibrancy and… hope. I find myself wishing that she would only direct that loveliness towards me.

Have you ever heard such a wonderful laugh as hers? So full of joy. Shaking her head in affectionate exasperation. A different needle prods my heart at the sight of Prince Luxure’s arm around her waist.

Only I should be allowed such intimate touch as that. She knows this, and dutifully shakes him off. She laughs, chides him; Prince Fenn sighs dramatically. The game is ended.

But the toxicity in my heart is different with the Crown Prince of Invidia. The softness in her eyes, in the curve of her lips, betrays how at ease he makes her feel. He is truly masterful in the art of charm, and his infatuation with her is impossible to overlook.

Unfamiliar emotions and urges swirl through me, watching him battling with his own. The hand on her shoulder is polite, but the shift to stroke her hair in a reassuring gesture leaves me almost breathless with…

Something primal and aggressive. Possessive. Yet, no, I trust her. My precious rose will not be stolen even by the prince of flowers himself.

But in another vision, my confidence is not as certain. Prince Avari crowds her against a wall, the fear and anger clear in her shining eyes. The moment her lips are bound by ancient magic, my tower door is thrown open.

This dark maelstrom claws at my chest, nearly making it heard to breathe. And a maelstrom I am, reckoning angel in white rushing to my heart’s aid.

The dragon huffs, and I cannot tell whether it is smoke or venom that drips from his scowling lips when I arrive. Gathering her into my arms, my eyes douse him with a cold fire. My heart clamours relentlessly with silent fury, even a smile impossible.

Until she looks up at me. Trembling, clinging to me so tightly. Where she belongs. Where I belong.

All at once the rage dissipates, banished by glittering diamond trails marring her lovely face. Replacing it is love that has transcended a thousand lifetimes. In the silence that follows, my shaking hands reclaim her.

Caressing her soft hair, rubbing out the furrow from her brows, kissing away the tears from her now rose-tinted cheeks, and stealing her wavering breath in a kiss.

My heart, my flower, my life, my dearest love…

At last my heart settles. Until, that is, she tells me what is in hers.

Now it’s my turn to get flushed and flustered.

She loves me, she loves me, she loves me.

I love her, I love her, I love her.

And I will keep falling for as many times as I am permitted to meet her in this or any world.

Thanks for reading! Post, repost this, I don’t care lol. Please let me know if you have suggestions on how to improve my writing. But pls be nice bc I am a soft sad bean <3

#norel writes #court of darkness #otome #court of darkness lou #voltage games #otome game #makai nightmare

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