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weird-profiterole · 3 months
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"The idea the Isaac Newton invented Gravity"
Inspired from a silly discussion we got with @yanderepuck
And if you ask Jean how comes he didn't see the English floating around during war, he would answer "because they were wearing armors obviously."
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lichtluv · 4 months
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𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥, 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘴𝘵
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𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦...
𝘢 𝘥𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩.
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↳ ᴊᴇᴀɴ ᴅ'ᴀʀᴄ ᴍᴏᴏᴅʙᴏᴀʀᴅ.
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xxsycamore · 13 days
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plus please canI have also 🎨 with Jean maybe reading like together in the same room ❤
Perfect!! 🥺 First time writing for this prompt too!
[🎨] 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚓𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝙹𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚢, 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚋𝚋𝚢…
JEAN:
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As soon as you free your schedule for the remainder of the afternoon, you hurry towards the mansion's library where you anticipate to meet Jean. He told you earlier today that he plans to spend some time reading in there - naturally, you can't want to be around him.
As soon as the door creaks open, you're able to spot him sitting at a nearby table, and despite your delicate entrance, he registers your presence right away. A smile of adoration blooms on your face the moment you notice how he marks his row with the thumb of his hand before raising his gaze to meet yours.
"You're here. I'm glad that you could make it."
Letting him know that the feeling is mutual along with your own greeting, you approach Jean and sit next to him, just like that, empty-handed. It takes you a few seconds to realize that you're acting out of habit, preparing yourself to listen to Jean read out to you, to guide him if needed, to talk about the story in the book and what you two should pick next. But he doesn't need that anymore, does he? Here he is, a good amount of pages already flipped under his resting palm. Your heart fills with pride.
You take a look at the pile of books on the table, likely ones he checked out before deciding on a read for the day, and you do the same. Jean watches you with a bit of curiosity in his eye as you make yourself more comfortable and gradually sink into the world inside the pages.
Soon, you can sense him relaxing as well. He must be enjoying it as much as you do - to be joining him in his reading session like that, something that was once foreign to him. You want to show him so much more; to explore new hobbies along with him, to find yourselves in each other's company doing your own thing but together. You love him just like that.
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∎ Steal My Heart!! - xxsycamore’s 1500 followers celebration event | 💌 event masterlist
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Jean: *avoiding stepping on cracks in the sidewalk*
Mozart: What are you doing
Jean: Avoiding the buttcracks on the pavement
Mozart:
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Jean: Dazai has informed me that stepping on them will guarantee that ma mère will break her back
Mozart: Jean your mother has been dead for centuries
Jean: You... are not wrong
Mozart: And she was awful to you
Jean: She was?
Mozart: Did you not read your route?
Jean: Barring the fact that I can't read, how does one read a path? Are you referring to palm-reading? *stares seriously at his palm*
Mozart: No, Jean. Your story in the Ikemen Vampire dating simulation
Jean:
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--- Yanderepuck's Jean-panic-digging-graves hc made me think he'd freak out about this kinda thing too, as would probably any normal human being
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aquagirl1978 · 3 months
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Silent Night - Jean d'Arc x Reader (Ikemen Vampire)
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A/N: Day 10 of my 12 Days of Christmas event. Also part of my New Year, New Celebration follower celebration.
Pairing: Jean d'Arc x Reader
Prompt: resting head on shoulder while cuddling
Word Count: 258
Tags: fluff
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“This is nice.” Jean smiled as you sipped your drinks – hot mulled wine – by the fire.
Jean was right. It was nice. After a delicious dinner and dessert celebrating Jean's birthday, you and Jean had somehow found yourselves alone in the great room. 
By chance or some small miracle, everyone in the mansion had plans after dessert. Not that you had any complaints. This was your fifth birthday with Jean. And while that number was small and meaningless in the life of a vampire, to a human like yourself, it held far more meaning. 
When you really thought about it, five years passed by quite fast. One day, you were teaching Jean how to read, and the next you were teaching him how best to pleasure you. 
In a mansion with a dozen residents, it was rare to have a quiet evening alone. And for it to be on Jean's birthday, it was a true gift.
“Happy Birthday, Jean,” you whispered, pressing a kiss to his cheek. Pulling back, you smiled as his cheeks tinged with pink. Still, after all this time, Jean's innocence was still visible. Even when you were alone together. 
Placing your drink on the table, you pulled a blanket to cover your bodies; you snuggled close to your lover, resting your head on his shoulder. 
Jean stroked your hair gently with his long fingers. You didn't have to look up to know his lips were curved in a smile. 
It was just one of those things you knew after loving someone for so long.
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shirouusagii · 1 month
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badass-at-fandoming · 3 months
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[Jean's Trans Vibes Escalate]
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arthotsglasses · 2 months
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IkeVam Keychains!
Heyyyooo guys it's been a hot minute since I was last here... haha... BUT, the IkeVam hoodie bois are here in KEYCHAINS!!!
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This year so far I'm gonna be at Toronto Comicon in March, Montreal Comicon in July, and Fanexpo Canada in August. These are for sure, and I'm in process of applying to more conventions this year, hope I get in!
In terms of online orders, I will be updating my store page soon to have these added and all, but you can also dm me atm for ordering these bois.
I remember some of you guys were interested so I'm tagging: @strawberry-scum @cowboy-rowlet @koumewkami
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qshara · 1 year
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Arthur: Oh, hey Le Comte! Did you see my new book is a success in Paris?
Comte: Mmh? Oh, yes, I look it over. Nice work
Arthur: Good. Thanks, dad
Everyone in the room: . . .
Arthur: …why is everyone staring at me?
MC: You just called Le Comte dad
Jean: You said, “Thanks dad”
Arthur: What? No, I didn’t! I said “Thanks man”
Comte: Do you see me as a father figure, Arthur?
Arthur: By Jove, no! If anything I see you as a BOTHER figure, because you’re always bothering me
Leonardo: Hey, show your father some respect!
Arthur, blushing: I didn’t call him dad!
Comte: No, no, no. Arthur, I take it as a compliment
MC: It’s not a big deal. I called Leonardo dad once and he’s my fiancé
Arthur: Guys, jump on that! MC has daddy issues!
Theo: Old news! But you, calling Le Comte daddy~
Arthur: Hold up, “daddy” is not on the table here
William: But you did call him dad
Arthur: You, shut up. You’ve done nothing but lie since you got here
William: Alright, alright. I was lying about the plays, but the dad thing, that happened!
Atthur: AH-HAH! He admitted that his plays were a lie. It was a trap. All part of my crazy, devious plan
Comte: I believe you
Arthur: Thank you
Comte: Son
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misty-moth · 6 months
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Dude… I already know I’ll love Jean when I get to his route.
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shatcey · 3 months
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Kiss event is over. Yeah… I like Faust's design a bit too much, so I took a screenshot with him.
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And collect all the new lines that seemed at least slightly peculiar...
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weird-profiterole · 2 months
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Jean being a man of culture
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whatever-fanfics · 5 months
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I’m most likely going to separate this into 2 parts for the act 2 gang because I can’t add anymore choices
I will also create a tag list so please comment below if you want to be tagged
❤️❤️❤️
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babymommasblog · 2 years
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Residents with Teenage gen z mc with really bad periods
The residents know not to tease her or piss her off in any way Theo/Mozart and are extra nice to her
Since last time they made her cry and ran and locked herself in her room didn’t come out till the next day didn’t hear the end of it from comte
Sebastian gives her days off and brings stuff to help her with the pains
You know when she has it when you hear hollering,yelling and some familiar phrases she usually says
“Oh my FUCK I can’t do this ANYMORE!”
“Why couldn’t I be born a disgusting man?!”
“Why does god hate women!?”
“Everything would be easier if I had a penis!”
“I just want the back pain to end…”
Isaac and Mozart hear this from down the hallway
Isaac “Every day I’m thankful that I wasn’t born a woman”
When it first came she didn’t have any pads or tampons and she didn’t know what to do
She ended up asking sebas about it
“Can I- um- ask you something?” She felt awkward talking about this with a man but who else could she ask?
“Yes, what is it?” She was hesitant she didn’t know what he would say
He noticed this “You can ask me any-“ “I’m bleeding”
there was a moment of silence but then it hit him “you have the rest of the day off, go to your room I will bring in the stuff in a few”
Sometime snaps at the residents but apologizes the next day after she’s calmed down
Jean feels bad when he hears her cry cause of the pains
Thinks women as strong for dealing with these type of pains
“You deal with this each month?!”
Once held her hair up when she ran to the bathroom to throw up bc the pains were so severe brought her some marorons after
You see the teen contemplating her entire existence once a month more like every day
“Why couldn’t I be a man…” Arthur sees the mc laying on the library floor “What are you doing mc?” “Waiting for the devil to take me wanna join?” “Sure”
Dazai tells her stories to try and distract her from the pain
Mc ends up falling asleep bc his voice is soothing
Leonardo often catches her up late in the kitchen eating or cooking something
The teen uses lumire as a heater for her cramps LMAO
The guys find it funny that one day she’s so aggravated and sad and the next she’s so happy and bubbly like nothing happened
Theo stops teasing her for a while doesn’t wanna get yelled at again plus doesn’t wanna get stabbed with a sword by Jean
Sebas told Theo that exercise helps lower the pain of cramps and tried to get mc up and moving but refuses to get out of bed
He gets king and she ends up playing with him outside all the running around helps her
Napoleon also tries to get her up n moving they both go WWE mode but Comte doesn’t like it
Isaac once had to cover her skirt bc she bleed through by accident
She was so embarrassed and she started to cry
Isaac awkwardly tried to comfort her saying it was alright and it’s something that happens
When she does stain her clothes Comte takes her out shopping and let’s her buy anything she wants and needs
Sebastian sometimes asks some of the women from the town for advice on how to deal with a menstrual cycle most of the time evesdrop for this info
Vincent goes and check up on her the first few days since that’s when the pains hits the hardest
He’s also another member that feels bad when she’s in pain especially since she’s so young basically a child in his eyes so he tries his best to make her feel better
When Mozart knows she somewhere near where she can hear him playing he plays something soothing for her
They know when the hardest days have pass when the teen finally says good morning when she sees them
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clavissionary-position · 11 months
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Arthur: I'm planning on taking her to pound town, so to speak
Jean: Where is that?
Jean: *takes out his notebook* I've been looking for vacation spots to take Mitsuki
Jean: Oh, and how is the weather there?
Arthur: Steamy 😏
Jean: *writing* Stea...my...
Jean: I'll have to pack ice cubes
Theo: Leave him alone, Arthur. He's gonna go searching for a physical location and we're gonna be the ones having to pick him up from some remote village
Jean: Like that time I went to Asgard?
Theo: Jean, for the last time, that was the reflection of the sky in a pond
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aquagirl1978 · 1 year
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IKEMEN VAMPIRE HEADCANONS - SUITORS GIVING YOU A MASSAGE (Napoleon, Leonardo, Theo, Jean)
Napoleon Bonaparte
"Nunuche, sit down," Napoleon ordered.
You turned and blinked at him, stunned. You were in the middle of setting the table for breakfast; you simply did not have time to just sit down.
Ignoring him, you continued to set the plates at each seat.
In the blink of an eye, Napoleon was behind you, his arms snaking around your waist, his chest warm against your back.
"You don't ever listen, do you?" He slipped the dish out of your hands and put it down. Spinning you around in his arms, he put a hand on your shoulder and pushed you down into a chair.
"Napoleon," you began to protest, "I have to finish. Sebastian will..."
"Breakfast is not for a while; Sebastian is busy cooking and won't miss you for a few minutes."
Your lover dropped to his knees before you. Lifting your leg in his hands, he removed your shoe from your foot.
"You have been working so hard everyday, rarely ever taking a break. I can only imagine how tired you are." He looked up at you, his emerald eyes sparkling. "Doesn't a massage sound good?"
He began to stroke the soles of your feet; his touch soft and tender, you couldn't deny the idea sounded tempting.
"Just sit back and relax," he said, his voice soothing as you leaned back into the chair, your eyes drifting closed.
His fingers worked magic on your feet, his thumbs massaging away all soreness from the balls of your feet.
Cracking open an eye, you watched Napoleon as he worked, his brows knitted in concentration as his hands soothed your weary joints. "I could get used to this..."
"That's the point, mon amour," Napoleon mumbled, placing a gentle kiss on the inner part of your ankle.
Yes, one could get used to this, you thought, as you spent the rest of your time before breakfast under Napoleon's sweet care.
Leonardo da Vinci
He watched you as you returned the books to the shelf; he saw how you grimaced while performing this menial task, how you rubbed your shoulders afterwards.
"Cara mia," he called out from his hiding place.
You glanced down, and found Leonardo seated on the floor amid a pile of books. Smiling, you approached him.
He held his hand out to you, inviting you to join him. It was an offer you couldn't refuse.
You moved a pile of books and took a seat next to him. The pureblood shook his head.
"Not there. Here." He tapped on his thigh before pulling you onto his lap.
He wrapped his arms around your waist, holding you close to his chest, close to his heart.
"That's better," he whispered, nipping the rim of your ear. He ran his hand through your hair, tilting your face to meet his. His lips met yours in a kiss; the taste of cigarillos and coffee mixed as his tongue swept your mouth.
He rested his palm on your shoulder, his large hand gentle as he began to massage you.
"Feels good, yeah?" His voice was husky in your ear, his touch innocent yet so sensual.
Sighing, you rested your head against his broad chest, enjoying the warm comfort he provided.
You lost yourself in his skillful touch as the afternoon quickly slipped away; there was nowhere you'd rather be nor no one you'd rather be with.
Theodorus van Gogh
You let out a gentle groan as you laid down in the bed, the plush covers soft after a long, hard day at work.
"Long day, huh?" your boyfriend asked, his body snuggled close to yours.
"You could say that," you said, your body ready to melt into the bed. "Long day, long week."
"Ah, I know those." He sat up and gently nudged you to roll onto your belly.
"Theo...I love you, but..."
"Hondje..." His voice was gentle as he ran a hand down your back. "I wanted to give you a massage."
"Oh..." Your cheeks flushed, you quickly rolled onto your belly, the thought of a massage sounded simply divine.
Theo straddled your waist; after gathering your hair to one side, he began at the base of your neck.
His touch was tender at first, his fingers ghosting your skin. You closed your eyes as you rested your head on the pillow, a smile spread on your lips as Theo began to increase the pressure.
He rubbed his thumbs in a circular pattern down your spine, helping to release any tension you had built up. The palms of his hand, rough against your smooth skin, rubbed against your ribs.
Sighing into your pillow, you made a mental note to ask Theo to give you a massage again soon; you had never felt so good, so relaxed.
When he had loosened all the knots, and worked out all the kinks in your back, he laid next to you, your bodies curled up. Relaxed from Theo's touch, sleep came easy.
Jean d'Arc
He's not entirely sure why you asked him for a massage; surely anyone else in the mansion would be a more suitable choice.
It couldn't possibly have anything to do with the fact that he was your boyfriend.
"I've never done this before," he said, his voice laced with hesitation. "Are you sure?"
"Yes, Jean," you reassured him. "I would love for you to give me a massage." Taking his hand in yours, you looked him into the eye. "You are a skilled swordsman, I know you have strong hands. You are...good with your hands."
You quickly averted your gaze, a bright blush creeping onto your cheeks.
"You'll tell me if I'm doing it wrong?" Nodding your affirmation, Jean offered a small, gentle smile. "Where should we do this?"
After deciding the bed would be the best place for you to lie down, you couldn't help but laugh when Jean laid you down on your back and was ready to massage your breasts.
"Oh, Jean..."
You rolled over onto your stomach. "Why don't you start with my back."
He was hesitant at first; the first time he pressed too hard on your skin, he soothed you with a sweet kiss.
With your gentle guidance, Jean quickly improved his massaging skills, proving once again how skilled he was with his hands.
Although he was getting better at judging the proper pressure to apply, he continued to worship your body by placing gentle kisses as he worked - the curve of your shoulder, the small of your back, the inside of your thigh, the top of your foot.
After Jean had showered you fully and completely in love, he settled in bed with you, his body spooning yours.
"See you tomorrow," he whispered in your ear as you slept in his arms.
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