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embalmmeaesop · 7 hours

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CAN WE PLEASE TAKE A MOMENT TO APPRECIATE THIS LIVE PERFORMANCE!? The sassiness, the cuntness, the drama, the falsetto!!! I've been repeating this scene on loop.

I prefer this version than the one in the soundtrack and I'm not sorry to say it. Sam Reid is magnificent!!!

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«Know only this, mon cher. You are the only being I trust, and whom I love, above and beyond myself. All my love belongs to you. You are its keeper.»

INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE | 2.02 "Do you know what it means to be loved by Death?"

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Truth & Inference headcanons working together

It's been a while since I wanted to put down on paper all the knowledge I have about the Truth & Inference universe, so… here it is

D.M/Désire Mélodis

• As a famous nobleman and art teacher, in front of others he treats you well and pleasantly, not so much when behind closed doors,

• He often sends you on missions with Noir or simply to come if Gatto is okay,

• Even though it doesn't seem like much, he actually cares about you, always teasing you and things like that,

• If you stay in the same environment as him, Noir and Tuberose, the only one who will defend you will be Noir because both Tuberose and D.M will provoke you,

• D.M is like a devil in human skin, but anyway he thinks you are a very important person in his life and will take care of you,

• He often likes to show you off as his, even though you are just an employee at his service, he is very proud of the little mouse he has in his hands

Gatto/Aesop Carl

• Gatto is by no means a person who enjoys company other than four-legged furry ones, but after so long he has learned not to care so much about you,

• Cat and the other kitties seem to just love you, so it makes Gatto feel a little better around you,

• Both you and him share the fear of being left alone with Tuberose,

• As you have a degree in chemistry, he usually asks for your help when he has some difficulty in an experiment,

• Usually trusts you to make his coffee and look after Cat while he's away,

• You are the only person he trusts to tell you that he has been leaking information about D.M to Sir Inference and you don't really care about it, but you still promised to keep it secret from the others for the safety of the Silent Rebel

Tuberose/Jack

• As soon as D.M told him that you would be his partner, be sure he held back a lot until the day he could have your confidence to tease you,

• Generally he likes to talk about Lady Rosemary and you can be sure that this conversation only ends when you end up sleeping,

• Even though he is an idiotic provocateur, he is very kind when he wants to be,

• As I said, he has his moments of kindness, presenting you with flowers, but then he goes back to teasing you again if he sees your face flushed,

• Pray you never have him and D.M in the same room, they both love to tease you,

• We all know that Tuberose is a hot man, and he clearly knows that so the normal tease he uses on you is just how you look at his six-pack on display.

Noir/Saphir Mélodis

• You and him always worked together because you both wanted to, not at D.M's request,

• Since you've known each other since you were children, it's as if you two can read each other's minds and that helps a lot when it comes to getting your hands dirty,

• It's not just him who has a certain affection for you, Leon your falcon also likes you a lot and likes to receive affection from you,

• D.M lets the two of you stay together because he says Noir is happy in his company and performs great on missions when he's by his side,

• Of course, not everything is a bed of roses, after all, there isn't a day that goes by that Tuberose doesn't tease you because of his childhood relationship with Noir,

• In the same way that Tuberose provokes you, Noir always appears at the right times to save you, of course, not before giving beautiful answers to Tuberose

Lady Truth/Emma Woods

• You, her and Mr. Inferece met at the orphanage and have been together ever since.

• She is very affectionate and dedicated to her two childhood friends, so there won't be a day that goes by that you are sad that she doesn't try to make a smile appear on your face,

• Unlike Mr. Inference, she is not as serious and is more relaxed, trying her best to make the agency's atmosphere light,

• She loves to surprise you with her favorite snack at least one day a week, it only changes when it's your birthday week which is every day and on your birthday she throws a surprise party for you,

• When it comes to investigations, she relies heavily on her deductive potential, so while she looks for clues, she usually lets you come up with the line of reasoning to solve the case,

• Once a month she changes the flowers in the vase on her table, always to her favorite flowers.

Mr. Inference/Naib Subedar

• He always saw you as a little brother/sister,

• Even with his serious demeanor, he cares a lot about you and often asks if you're okay,

• When the two of you are alone, he often shares his concerns about D.M.

• Usually you, him and Lady Truth go to events as guests and you can be sure that you are the only person who can calm him down when they meet D.M,

• D.M, in turn, really likes to provoke the detective and you, which clearly doesn't come very cheaply to the count,

• As your relationship with him is long-standing, you understand each other without needing words and he also trusts your deduction a lot.

White/Saphir Mélodis

• He is always extremely affectionate with you,

• You two haven't known each other long, but you feel like you've known each other for a long time,

• His owl also loves to sit on his shoulder and receive affection,

• He usually sleeps at work, according to him it's a nap to work better, but he usually keeps muttering things like "I really like your company" and things like that while he calls your name in his sleep,

• On his days off he loves going out with you to a park and being able to sleep under a tree on your lap, according to him it's a moment of peace for him,

• There's no denying that he's extremely cute, and sometimes he uses that to his advantage to get your attention.

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embalmmeaesop · 5 months

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Headcanons Truth & Inference Lovers

Today I wasn't going to write anything because I woke up sore and sick, but as I felt a little better, and I saw something that made my day, I decided to write a little. I removed Emma and Naib because unfortunately I didn't know much, but in their place I put Rosemary

D.M/Désire Mélodis

• If he already showed you off when you were just his employee, now that you're his groom/bride, he won't give you a moment's peace,

• He cares about you, of course, but that doesn't mean he doesn't tease you and irritate you sometimes,

• To recap what we already know, D.M is a demon among humans, so unless you like not walking for days, don't irritate him,

• His snake has great affection for you, so it's normal for it to wrap itself around you while you're sitting on D.M.'s lap on his orders,

• He loves seeing your face blush when he says it loudly at parties, "I'm sorry, ladies, but I don't want to keep my beautiful bride Y/n waiting for me", yes, he says it loud and clear for everyone to hear,

• Honestly, Mr. Inference and Gatto really feel sorry for you

Noir/Saphir Mélodis

• I'm sorry, but your right to go on missions with him has been revoked at his request,

• He cares enough about you to keep you away from all the dangers of the missions he and you were on,

• When he's not on missions or it's at night, he loves sharing calming moments like taking a shower together or sleeping cuddled together, which he says calms him down after a stressful day.

• There isn't a day that goes by that Tuberose doesn't tease you, of course you also tease him back, so Noir usually watches the mini wars that you and Tuberose have,

• Leon already liked you a lot and with you officially being family, the hawk allowed himself to get attached to you,

• He's not as present as possible, but he tries to make up for it by spoiling you whenever D.M allows him to rest

Tuberose/Jack

• Let's start with a fact, he will only stay with you if Lady Rosemary also likes you,

• His face was once a reason for you to fight with him, but after he showed it to you, after months of pestering him about it, you never wanted to see him with a mask again,

• Rosemary thinks the relationship you two have is cute and is happy to participate in it too,

• He tends to be quite protective of you and Rosemary, so it's not surprising that if he sees D.M teasing you he'll get jealous,

• He'll never admit it, but he loves it when you sit on his lap and Rosemary plays with his hair, he finds moments like that comforting,

• You and Rosemary are his treasure, so he will not rest until you are both satisfied in every way, he is a man devoted to both of his treasures

Rosemary/Grace

• What led her to accept you in a relationship with Tuberose was her knowledge of plants,

• As she is usually busy with important matters, she tends to leave you alone most of the time, but that never stopped you from going to her and massaging her shoulders,

• Tuberose likes how hard you are to be in a relationship with him and Rosemary,

• She may also end up suffering from jealousy if she sees you with DM a lot and when that happens she doesn't leave your side and doesn't let go of the hug,

• Her calming moments with you are when you are massaging her shoulders or lying on her lap, she always smiles stupidly when she sees your sleeping face,

• She likes to give you bracelets or flower crowns, because according to her it makes you more beautiful, as flowers make your beauty more evident.

Gatto/Aesop Carl

• It took him a while to accept being in a relationship with you,

• Don't force hugs or any other type of touch, he doesn't feel comfortable, so it's better to wait for him to ask for something like that,

• He's a bit shy so he'll always stutter when he asks you for some kind of affection, which is why he prefers not to speak, just open his arms or lay his head on your shoulder or lap, even if it makes him extremely red,

• Cat loves being on top of you, filling you with hair, it's her fault that Gatto ends up touching you even more,

• He loves it when you make him coffee or just pat him on the head, because it reminds him of things his mother used to do,

• Even with little courage, if D.M says something that doesn't please you, he will defend you because this is one of his ways of proving that you are important to him, but after D.M leaves, please, make a coffee and pat his head , he gave his all to defend you even though he was scared

White/Saphir Mélodis

• Let's be honest here, you being engaged to him hasn't changed the way he acts towards you,

• Surprise hugs, kisses on the forehead, nose and cheek, messy hair, are just some of the things he does,

• His owl likes to sleep on your head and that's extremely cute,

• Making him blush is something rare, but it is one of the cutest scenes that can exist,

• Let's face it, White is a cute romantic, so he goes out of his way to see your beautiful smile,

• He loves to affirm that he loves you, in public or in private, there is no one who can stop him from proving his love for you, even if he doesn't like kissing you in public, light caresses like kissing your forehead and stroking your hair are allowed for him in public

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ANY DM CRUMBS OUT THERE... 🫴

basil wasil im yuor biggest fan............

⚠️ a little suggestive

D.M. is an avid fan of billiards. As a highly skilled player, he has high expectations for his partners. But whether you're experienced or not, he's fond of inviting you to an evening of pool every once in a while. Privileges of being his lover <3

He loosens up a lot during his games with you. It's less about competition and more about enjoying his time with you. He gets a little carried away adding "extra rules" to each round, making penalties much more personal & intimate (take this as you will).

Almost always, these nights end with your cues discarded on the floor & one of you pinned over the table 🙈 No losers here.

If you've never played pool before, he'd definitely be eager to teach you ... he does that thing where he stands flush behind you, arm parallel to yours as he guides your aim.

He knows how to turn anyone into putty in his hands. As someone who's been dancing with high society all his life, he's perfected his disarming smile & pretty words. It takes little effort to ease people into giving him information.

But his mind tends to wander around you, leading him to open up about himself more often than he would like. You're just a comfortable presence for him.

Still, he's too stubborn to fully lay his heart out for you. He has a habit of slipping out little comments about his love for you, only to backtrack & pretend he was just teasing you 🙄 At first he might've been slick about it, but you've gotten good at recognizing when he tries to cover up his heart.

If you call him out on it, he'll say something like "When have I ever done anything to suggest I might not consider you mine?" <- still teasing

On the other hand, he gets jealous very easily, even when the cause isn't obvious. He'll refuse to talk about it and just bitterly retreat to his room. According to his butler, he's always been prone to these little tantrums.

Despite the gentlemanly front he wears in public, he really doesn't care about honor. He's more selfish with you, waiting for you to come comfort him.

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embalmmeaesop · 5 months

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Shout to D.M ehehe ❛ now, i'll ask again, are you going to be good for me? ❜ xoxox

I am very weak to french (sorry i googled all the words used here) and this skin is literally french Moriarty lol

Rated Mature | Warning: use of drugs (truth serum like)

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You are out of breath, hands gripping an iron pick from the fireplace, and the room is partly destroyed from your fit of rage. Rightfully, “Don't!” As Tuberose attempts to get the weapon out of your hand.

No one blames the reaction you are currently having, the drug is known to cause hallucinations and it seems paranoia is part of it.

“Mon petit gâteau,” The man sitting in the chair in front of you, the one who gave you this drug (slipped into the tea you drank), calls to you, causing you to turn towards him, “Give him the poker.” A command, “You are going to hurt yourself.”

“Shut up!” You are absolutely terrified right now, “Let me out right now!” You need to get out, the walls are closing, and ringing in your head is killing you. “I need to find… Find.”

“Find who, mon amour?” A raised eyebrow as the mastermind leans forward, “Tell me and we will find him together.” How disappointing, he had hoped to trust you.

“My father,” Swinging wildly the second the other man gets closer, “He will hear about this!” You are so tired and scared.

“Mélodis.” But both men knew that given you knew the drink was lace yet you still took it. A show of faith and your willingness to bear a test for your fiance. Though this side effect is rare, poor you. Tuberose is worried, his voice says it all.

“I want to go home!” Falling on your knees in the corner beside the fireplace, curling up while holding close your only means of defense.

It does hurt his calculating heart to his little love in such a state but he must be sure, seems you are clueless about the battle between him and his rival.

Getting up and singling Tuberose to leave, D.M. kneels in front of you, “Just us, little love.” You tremble like a scared pup, “Sh, sh, come here.” And you do, the poker drops to the floor and you throw yourself into his arms. The man holds you, squeezing you close, as you sob into his chest. The whimpers of fear and constant begging to go home.

Perhaps the dosage was too strong.

Désire Mélodis is not a jealous man, he is quite secure in his place in this arrangement between your family and him. A mutual agreement that he only is using to his advantage, yet he had not expected to be charmed by you. There is nothing special about you, nothing mystical or fantastic, you are plain compared to a man like him and those around him. Yet, maybe it is the plainness that draws him close to you.

Boring can be nice at times.

You like him too though it took a while to get you to this point of actually being around him. An introvert who would rather be at home playing some matter of game with their siblings or reading a book. The first part of the courting was him having you get out of the house.

“I would rather watch paint dry, goodbye. You told him at the door before closing it on him. The lord is not one to chase but in this case, he chased.

“You have tickets!?” He found your weakness for musicals. You hid behind that door then opened it a little more. “I want to be home immediately after!”

What a shy thing you are, or maybe you prefer your isolation? Either way, he felt no need to be jealous or worried about you leaving him.

Yet, when the new maid reported about you crossing with the female detective… He felt strange. D.M. is not one to easily trust, yet with you he found himself at ease. As if you spellbound his heart. He let the first meeting be a coincidence. There was no sign of betrayal, you returned to him telling him about your walk including the part about meeting a detective.

The second meeting he was not happy. He was with you when greeted the blind one, Seer, at a party. You were chatting with the man while fetching your father.

The third had him snatching you away while you were too oblivious to know what was going on. It in that moment of seeing smile at Mr. Interference that drove him to an edge he never felt towards someone.

Possessive.

Seeing you now sleeping in his arms after being drugged along with having a bad reaction to the effects, the mastermind's heart feels less of a vice of assuming betrayal from you.

“Mon petit gâteau.” His cupcake. The nickname came from how you always ask him to go to this one particular bakery and buy a cupcake with him. You always tell him you will buy but he never lets you. Your favorite he knows by memory. Your cheeks are so cute when you stuff the whole cupcake in your mouth.

You refused to look at him, turning your body to lay on your side with your back to him, still very upset. You do not remember what happened yesterday nor are you home where you can hide in peace. The maids changed your clothes and were there when your fever broke. You have been in your fiance's care for a day.

“I am deeply sorry, my heart.” He stands beside the bed.

“I wish you would trust me.”

He knows.

You dare not return the kiss he places on your cheek, “Rest.”

When he leaves, as the footsteps drift away, you cry.

Being with Désire is… Trying. You love him! You really do love him, yet he feels distant at times. This arrangement is one to keep you safe and help him grow further in his social and financial status. You do not mind, it is just the way things work plus he is gentle and understanding of your needs. He is very social while you are not. You sit up on the bed, wiping your tears away, it hurts when you realize how much fallen for him.

The man is strange, like a Moriarty, and you entertain it thinking nothing of it. That is why you drank the laced tea, you trusted him to trust you… And a part of you hoped he was bluffing.

The fever was your body fighting the drug out of your system. When you woke up, he was there asleep holding your hand. He looked like a mess. In that moment you fear your heart fluttering like a newly born butterfly in the spring.

He never says those three words you easily say to him every day. Hell, he adores teasing you worse with his masked friend around who joins in. Though he does not say it, his actions however have shown he loves you, maybe?

God, you are so confused right now.

D.M. is very charming, he knows all the right words and actions to get back in your good graces. It is a practiced song and dance, one that would have worked but he does not realize you aren’t falling for it. In fact, when has you over for the usual amount of time, you made it very clear you will only speak to Turbrose and not him.

“Hmm, this tea is very talkative today.”

As much as the other man loves drama and seeing it, he knows better than to sit around and watch the second Désire sets his foot on the ground rather than keeping them crossed, his cup of tea back on the small dish, in graceful motion he stands. “Friponne,” Oh, you take a small deep breath in and out quickly as he circles you until his behind you. Now that you both are alone, the one thing you have been very good at avoiding all day, you know there is no escaping. Your teacup is gently taken out of your hand and placed on the silver tray. The study suddenly feels dreadfully hot, the fabric of his gloved hands caresses the exposed shoulder of your attire. Wore knowing how much he likes seeing any flash of skin your clothing exposes.

“Are you going to be good for me?” The purr of his voice beside your ear as he leans down.

“The wind is nosy too.” Turning away, “Or a fly is being bothersome.” Rolling your eyes until his hand grips your throat making you tilt your head back. He has teased you physically before, he loves how tightly wound up you get from intimate touches. You grip the armrests of the chair as he kisses behind your ear down your neck to your shoulder, your lips pressed together to stop the moan when he easily finds a sensitive spot.

“Sir,” As he tugs down the front of your attire making it very clear what he intends to do right now. “We can’t.” That would be shameless to bed the person you are not married to! The scandal!

Your body is hot, and when he moves away you think you have a second to gather yourself from his teasing but this is not a tease. He grabs your hand and pulls you into his arms, his kisses dominating and you are too inexperienced to match his skill leaving you completely ensnared.

“Now, I'll ask again, are you going to be good for me?” Asked once more.

You nod not realizing until he chuckles.

“Words, my little love.”

“Yes. I will be good.”

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Hello I know you just wrote for D.M. but can I request ❛ you're mine. you've always been mine. ❜ with D.M. too? Maybe the reader is his ex gf who left him cos she realized that he was a red flag

Thank you and sorry if my English isn't that good! Have a nice day/night!

Your english is fine no worries! Hope you enjoy this i based is lot on Sherlock Holmes lol

Rated Mature (to be safe) | Warning: possessive behavior, kidnapping, reader is done lol

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The end of engagements is not uncommon, it is something that happens in the search for the soul mate. It will hurt, it will take time. Yet telling the bastard D.M. to acknowledge you are no longer accessible to him or how the engagement ring is returned to him with a letter telling in long-winded words you no longer want to see him.

Well, he is delusional at first believing you simply needed space. You need to reflect and realize how good you have it with him. He gave you a week. Then another week, he was busy. Then another week due to once again, he after all, masterfully artfully creating schemes. When a month passed, he sent you a letter. There was no reply, in fact, the letter he sent was returned to him.

You moved. You moved. You moved.

Désire Mélodis never had someone leave him. He has broken many hearts of both genders, but when he read your letter— Actually read it, he saw the seriousness of your words. You rejected him, you gave up on a comfortable life with him… Are you stupid!?

The man’s rage is cold, he simply burned your letter before going to the desk where he has a poster of you from your performance here long before he approached you.

How ungrateful are you? The nonsense you wrote him is just that: Nonsense! The lord professor is the most desirable man you will ever meet! To have caught his eye means you should be grateful! Along with feeling special. He scoffs before laughing hysterically.

“Mon amour,” His finger tracing the jaw of your picture, “Enjoy your time away from your cage.” A dastardly smirk on his face, “For once I find you: I will clip your wings.”

You should have known sooner or later your former love would come back in a blaze of glory. All you could do is just prepare for that, mentally. You sigh the second you see Lady Truth, Mr. Inference, and Mr. White entered the theater and sat in the back. Oh, lovely.

Not even the first bloody act the stage is on fire and there is a villain who shows up by crashing from the ceiling.

You are not even going to try to figure out how the man survived falling from that height to the stage.

There in the spotlight, there you stand wearing red, there the most dramatic moment happens before your eyes.

“You crazy son of a bitch!”

Is he serious? Is he serious about showing up like this?! In a dashing white suit with a top hair and cape, he appears, the curtain falls behind you, and he snatches you as if you magically weigh nothing. What madness! Wait, the man is too tall, and the long claws are not D.M.’s style.

“Tuberose put me down right now— Aaaaaa!!” Screaming as the terrifyingly tall man steals you away as the fire starts to consume the stage. Pointing at the place where he fell from, he points and launches the hook before sending you both flying through the air. The hook to pulling you both out of the theater.

“Please stop kicking me.” Once on the rooftop, he tosses you over his shoulder.

“Maybe I will stop kicking if you put me down!” You are beyond pissed. Honestly, you know D.M. is dramatic but burning down the opera theater, dramatic speech by his assistant, and what the hell is this get-up he put on Tuberose? “This suit is ugly by the way!”

“His request.”

You roll your eyes as you are forced to endure being chased after from rooftop to rooftop. “If you turn left at the next street you can lose them in the alley.”

“Thank you.”

“Uh-huh.” Bored. This is honestly why you ended the engagement! The drama was ridiculous, not to mention how you felt like you were competing for your ex-fiance's attention. “How is he?”

“Colder.”

“I see… I missed you guys.”

The assistant, you know you do not if Tuberose is an assistant, puts you down when close is clear.

“Are you going to change?” Watching him undress, “Oh your hair is messy.” As he changes, you fix his hair. “There.” Smiling then pouting when he puts on his fedora. He gives you his shawl to keep you warm given what you are wearing is a red costume for your part.

“Welcome home, mon petit gâteau.” Open arms as you are brought to his manor. His smile is fake, the foyer looks nice still, oh, you noticed a new maid.

“Hm,” Looking around. Nothing changed. Guess you shouldn't be surprised, you only left two or three months ago.

It took a bit of walking to the rendezvous point where Gatto sat in the automotive waiting. The drive was unbearable, you only compiled because you care for the safety of these two over your own.

Plus, D.M. would never hurt you… You hope.

“Sir, I know you understand this is kidnapping.” Crossing your arms after giving back Tuberose his shawl before that adds to this long overdue argument. “What were you thinking doing that!? Couldn't you have waited until I was home!?”

“Dear, you were merely a distraction to my true objective.”

“Ah, using me again. You never change.” Throwing your hands up in the air, “Did you at least have something made before stealing me away?”

“Dinner is prepared for us, my love. Your favorites.” Bowing as if so pleased with himself because he is, he thought of everything.

“And this is going to be civil?”

“As civil as you remain.”

And so you take his hand as he leads to the prepared dining room, alone. Alone with him.

Into the belly of the beast moment.

“Same chef?” You finished dinner, now having a shared dessert with D.M. beside you. It has been civil, a few quips or sarcastic remarks, for the most nothing argumentative. Yet.

“You said you like the way she makes the velvet cake.”

“And I told you she needed to be given time off to see her son.” Eating a spoonful of cake, “Did you?”

“Of course.” His foot rubs against your calf under the table.

“Désire.”

“I have missed you a great deal.” The lord's free hand touching yours, “We could have talked about this.”

“There was nothing to talk about, Désire.” Slipping your hand away to take a sip of the wine you have been nursing throughout dinner. Must be from his personal collection. “You have your pursues, I have my wants.” Speaking with some liquid courage in you.

“And your wants are for me to fulfill, (Name). Anything you desire and I can grant you it.”

“Do you love me?” Serious as you put the spoon down and lean on the table.

“Of course.”

“You say that but not once did you say it!” Annoyed, “I had to hope you loved me. But it seemed you loved playing games with those detectives over our relationship!”

Then you started yelling, tears ruining your simple stage makeup. God, doing this with a costume on makes this so ridiculous!

The former key to your heart is prepared, you know for he is sounding a lot calmer than you are as emotions flare out. The lord professor, son of a bitch, always so perfect; the Creme De La Creme of society, when your engagement ended— When you ended it, they blamed you. Because Désire Mélodis could do no wrong!

“(Name),” When he stands, you turn in your seat about to follow to stand your ground but when he goes on one knee, reaching into his pocket to pull out the ring, the engagement ring you sent back to him, you stop. “You're mine.” Sometimes it frightens you how sure he sounds. How can this man say without a shadow of a doubt that you are his? “You've always been mine.” The pain of that truth is you have yet to look for another. Oh, and there are suitors who have tried to do the song and dance, none have swept you off your feet like this bastard has.

“You can’t own me.” The wine hits you, “You don’t own me.” He chuckles at those words for it is the last thing you say before he kisses you. The sort of kiss he would give when you are mad at him, the sort that makes you dizzy and cling to his jacket pulling him closer. His finger outlines your jaw down to your throat, his lips leave yours as much as would enjoy staying there…

He is sweet, the sweet that makes you cry more, his arms the safest place you have ever been, and you let him slip the ring back to its rightful place.

The gentleman that he is, painfully at times, he does not take you on the dining table though you hint for him to do it. Instead, he takes you to the guest room (prepared beforehand) to sleep off the wine you drank (he knew to give you more than himself, snake).

In the morning, you will be upset. The lord likes that fire about you, keeps him entertained.

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Hello again I hope it's okay for me to req for a second time, I really love your writing 😭😭 (especially the part where the reader remarked that tuberose's suit was ugly and tuberose said that D.M. picked it)

❛ you can take my clothes off for me. ❜ with D.M. please! Imagine if he fell for a doctor but couldn't get her attention, so D.M. being the dramatic man he is faked an assassination attempt on himself to go to the hospital to rizz her up lol 💀 (feel free to change the idea if it makes no sense)

I hope you're okay with me requesting every other day lol 😭. Sorry if it's annoying, thanks and have a nice day/night!

Anon im holding your hand, please this is not at all annoying! Know I love all the requests given to me even those i cant do! It means yall enjoy the things i write and tht makes me happy to know others like what i like lol

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You are no fool to the charms of Désire Mélodis, however, you are a fool in love with him. The classic case of one-sided love though you do not see the love he has for you is obsessed devotion for you. He just hides it well, too well as he has lost you one. Once is too many times for his liking.

“You can take my clothes off for me, mon petit gâteau.”

You don't, in fact, you make sure the cut you are patching up has alcohol poured on it enough to inflict the reaction of him jerking in pain. “Oops, sorry my dearest.” Cleaning the mess before bandaging the wound. “There. Now good night.”

“Wait.” Grabbing your hand, “Must you leave so soon? The night is young and my wounds are not fatal.” Holding your wrist, “Stay with me.”

“You know how inappropriate that would be.” Moving your arm ready to give him the cold shoulder.

“Please.” Standing up, “I need you.” Wrapping his arms around your shoulders, “Allow me to express the love you question I have for you.”

“Désire.” You swore you would do better than to fall for him again. To no longer be a fool for him to mock. Yet, you do not fight, nor move, when he starts kissing the side of your neck, “Assist me in dressing for you. Allow me to bear the truth of the effect you have on me. The power no other holds.”

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embalmmeaesop · 1 year

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gotta respect the way Rohan shows up in JOJOLands