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shookspearewrites · 2 months

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Yandere(ish) Comte, "My Charlemagne"

Hello my little ducklings! I'm sorry I fell off the face of the Earth for such a long time - Tbh, there's been a load of changes in my life lately and I am just always so busy now that I'm starting my new career >2< I cannot put into words how fucking much I have missed you guys and writing and ikevamp as a whole!

I've just celebrated 1 year with my partner (Mr JJ says hi, say hey to him in the comments ^^) and I'm doing 9 til 5 every day at my work placement so that's my life update, let me know how you've been!

Anyways, I've fallen in love with the song 'Charlemagne' by Blossoms and I wrote this piece while listening to it on repeat on the train - Hope you like it!

-JJ x

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The gentle Comte's sharp golden eyes mirrored his protruding fangs as they pierced through the darkness hanging in cold Parisian air, violence brewing within his usually still core. Usually the lilting, soothing sound of the sweet mademoiselle's laugh would bring a smile to his handsome features, instead now there blossomed a deep scowl, a growl tearing from his throat as another man dared to rest his hand upon his lady's cheek - A man the Count thought of as an old friend, nonetheless. The nobleman snarled at the swirl of cigarillo smoke that hung thick in the air, circling the young lady like a halo as it slowly rose and was no doubt clinging to her clothing, staining it with another man's scent where her delicate, floral perfume should prevail. Where he should be able to smell her delectable blood, like nectar, flowing beneath her impossibly blemishless skin, waiting with baited breath until he could devour her. Her laugh, her blood, her love should've belonged to him, not another - now the dear Comte was no angel, but a Goddess like her deserved nothing less than he and he alone. He didn't like to admit that he was a jealous man, but the evidence was all there: Bloodlust on the tongue, a violent rage brewing in the gut and heartbreak pulling taught the strings within. Comte couldn't bare to watch the romantic scene unfolding by the river bank underneath the sky adorned with flickering stars for another moment. He took a short, sharp swig from the ornate hip flask he carried and turned on his heel, his body heavy like lead, weighed down with torment as he began to return home. Alone.

Time is the only true purgatory.

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ifthiswingscouldfly · 11 months

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10 Reasons you're Comte De Saint Germain

1) You put family first.

2) You're afraid of losing people you love.

3) You spoil your loved ones so much.

4) You don't trust easily.

5) you're the mommy/daddy of your friend group.

6) You value friendship.

7) You don't fall in love easily.

8) You struggle between heart and mind.

9) You're good at mind games.

10) You're nice to strangers.

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Post date: 19/may/2023

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arsnovacadenza · 2 years

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FANFIC MASTERLIST

ALSO AVAILABLE ON My Writing Blog, AO3 AND WATTPAD

Ikemen Vampire

Jean x Napoleon

A Monster From Paris (Monsterverse!AU)

and so in my own tears I’m gonna drown

Courting with a Cat

Hope is a Dish too Soon Finished (previously Through His Stomach)

“I could use something to wake me up” (part of Napoleon Birthday Prompt 2020)

if you hate the sunlight, come meet me in the dark

Ikevam 2020 Election Previews:

Jean’s Side

Napoleon’s Side

Punch-Drunk Love

quietly invite me to where you are

Sacred Monsters

Stilts (ft. Napoleon & Isaac)

Sway (Part I, tbc)

Two Hares Running Side by Side (Wartime AU) Part I, Part II, Part III

Une journée des plus joyeuses

Un Paradis Perdu (Napoleon route canon divergence)

you heard that screaming shout in your mind

Modern AU (various pairings)

Tastes Like Diabetes (Napoleon & Isaac ft. jeanpoleon )

Isaac and his Lunch (jeanpoleon, Sebastian x mc, and third-wheeling Isaac)

Ficlets

Hurt/Comfort request from ginshoujo

Napo Route AU Fluff

Rain

that special feeling (Unappreciated Character Month 2020)

when the light gets into your heart, baby

Rated M

Afterglow

Japonesque drabble

Summer Sparks

Toward the Gate of Stars

At your Discretion (Napoleon x Fem!Jean request from Anon)

NSFW longfic Idea (feel free if you’re interested in writing this one!)

Napoleon x Wellington

Standoff (Post-Apocalypse AU)

Angsty fic request from nuclearwinterexe (feat. Napoleon x Josephine)

Isaac x Mozart

Conversation Over (Modern AU)

Stolen Batteries (Modern AU)

Good in Red (Gakuen AU)

Rated M

Easy Breezy

Leonardo x Comte

Buon Giorno (ficlet)

Some Like it that Way

Like the Real Seal

Only if you Hurry (hurt/comfort request from anonymous)

Ficlet:

If Leocomte had a computer

Theodorus x Arthur

Hurt/Comfort fic request from delicateikemenmemes

Reader Inserts

Goldfish Fireworks (Dazai x Reader)

General (Individual Characters/non-slash)

Home (Napoleon-centric with various characters)

In the entire world, a sound only I could hear (Napoleon & Sebastian)

Jean in the Dark (part of Unappreciated Character Month 2020)

Ikemen Sengoku

Nobunaga x Kichou

Ficlets

All’s Well Ends Well (modern AU with OC)

Drinking Habits (modern AU)

Kichou’s snake pet (modern AU)

Untitled shorts (tag)

Wine

Rated T

A Court of Dragons and Fallen Angels (Demon AU, feat. Mitsuhide x Reader)

Rated M

birds of a feather

Make it Right, Till I Die

Stitches

Masamune x Mitsuhide

Ficlets:

Antebellum

Genpei War (Ikegen, Birushana Senki, historical)

Yoshitsune x Benkei

Ikegen ficlet (Rated T)

In Sickness and in Health (Rated G, Modern AU)

Morning After (Rated T, Ikegen-centric)

Pirate!Benkei (Rated T)

Yoshitsune x Shizuka

Male!Shizuka x Fem!Yoshitsune (Rated T)

Yoshitsune x Yoritomo

Crossdressing Yoshitsune (Rated T)

Mea Maxima Culpa (Rated T with mentions of suicide)

No Pairing (Mostly Rated G or T):

Yoritomo raises Yoshitsune

#ikemen sengoku #ikemen vampire #ikemen genjiden #ganpei war fanfic

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mythiica · 5 years

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Reader x Comte de Saint Germain {IkeVam} - Ichor {Day 4}

Title: Ichor

Fandom: Ikemen Vampire

Character: Comte de Saint Germain

Genre: soft romance, quickie! (mainly cause the other is long)

Warnings: none!

Word Count: 380 words

Other comments: treat day 4~

When you enter Comte’s lab, you can smell the burner set to max as he mixes gold in a metal container. The metal has melted down to create a beautiful golden concoction that sparkles in the lamplight. You have to admit that it looks absolutely beautiful, but you know better than to touch it.

He is sitting in the corner of the room, reviewing old and tattered papers – you assume it has something to do with what he is making, so you do not bother him. Instead, you allow yourself to fall into a trance as you watch the swirling gold bubble and boil.

Comte calls your name and wraps his arms around your waist before nuzzling his nose into the crook of your neck. Behind closed doors, he could prove to be very soft and welcoming – something you appreciate, since he avoided showing affection around the other mansion members. “I was going to keep it a secret, but I’m making you a ring…” His voice is soft and warm, but his words send goosebumps down your arms.

“A ring?”

“Yes.”

The air escapes from your lungs and you spin around to kiss him, but your finger hooks on a sharp edge of the table. A prick of pain shoots through your digit, and you look down to see the slightest bit of blood pooling at the surface of your skin. “Ah.. I wasn’t paying attention. I’m sorry.”

Comte takes your hand and sucks on your fingertip as to stop the bleeding. “Careful, my love–” Keeping his eyes locked with yours, Comte traces the curve of your hip with his palm as he sways you back and forth to the melody he hums.

“Really though, you’re making a ring?”

The corners of his lips curl upwards. “Why would I not? I want it to be perfect for you.”

Inhaling slowly, you turn back around and press the sides of your finger so that a bead of crimson drops into the gold. “There. We are bound to each other in body and blood–”

“And in heart and soul. Those come before the physicality nature of our flesh, no?” Comte laces his digits with yours and places a kiss to your ring finger. “Does this mean you will marry me?”

#ikevam #ikevamp #ikemen vampire #ikevam comte de saint germain #ikevam comte #ikevam comte x reader #cybird #otome #romance #10daysofyandere #10 days of yandere

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niphredil-14 · 2 years

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Comte, Theo, and Arthur With a Sick S/o

@kisara-16 I heard you weren't feeling good, so here you go, lovely!

Comte wouldn't let you lift a finger! No working, no stressing, no getting yourself any sicker! You were going to be getting some good old rest, and a serious dose of pampering. Clearly the only way to heal your illness faster, along with proper medical treatment, of course, would be to shower you with gifts! So you'd better prepare for even more of the princex treatment!

Theo would give you the day off of work too, and would insist that you take care of yourself. Though he would not miss work if it were a more minor illness like a cold or something, he would most likely ask Vincent or Sebastian to check in on you every now and again to make sure that you are resting! When he returned from work, he would bring you some sweets and would spend the rest of the evening comforting and assisting you until you feel better.

Arthur would immediately go into Doctor Mode. Though he most definitely doesn't like tea, if a nice cup might sooth you at all, then you'd better believe he would rush to make one. Most of the day would be spent rubbing your belly, and reading to you, as well as providing any comfort that he could.

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ikemensweetheart · 2 years

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18 for Comte St. Germain please

Trick with le Comte coming right up!

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Taglist: @stardust-dreamer13 @hamster-damn @canaria-blackwell @nad-zeta @tickotaku @thesirenwashere

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After a long, cold winter. Spring was finally in the air. The trees were starting to bloom and the birds were returning to their nests.

It was also warm enough to air out the mansion. Which is exactly what you were doing; going through the huge estate and opening up every window that could be opened. Letting the fresh, clean air clear out the mustiness that had built up over the cold season.

"There you are, ma chérie." You turned from the window you had just finished dusting to the sound of le Comte's voice. "Oh, good morning." You greet him. "Did you need me for something, Comte?" You asked, giving him an inquisitive look.

"Nothing too terribly important." The greater vampire replied. "Sebastian was just telling me of a gesture from your time that I hadn't been aware of until now."

You blinked in confusion. Le Comte had knowledge that spanned both the present and future. What was this thing he didn't know?

"So, what is it?" Your curiosity got the better of you.

"He was telling me about how some couples compare their hand sizes." He smiles at you and lifts up his own hands. "Would you join me in this, ma chérie?" You can't help but laugh a little. Of all the things out there, this wasn't something you expected your love not to know of.

"Alright." You put down the bucket and rag you were carrying and press your hands against his.

Just as you were admiring how your hands compared to his, he interlaced his fingers in yours and lifted your hands above your head. Swooping in for a swift kiss to your defenseless lip.

"Ah! Comte!" You jerked back in surprise. A fierce blush bloomed across your face and up to your ears. Le Comte laughed. "My apologies, I've been wanting to try that for some time now." He explained as he let go of your hands. "I'd expect that kind of trick from Arthur, but not you!" You hide your blazing face in your now liberated hands.

Le Comte can't help but laugh again at the sight.

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Thanks for reading. I hope you all enjoyed.

Stay Safe!

#fairy tail prompts #ikemen series #ikevam comte #ikemen vampire leonardo #ikemen vampire #le comte de saint germain #le comte x reader #ikemen writing

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nad-zeta · 2 years

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Escape

Ikevamp

Pairings: Comte x MC/reader

Comments: Eeeeeeeek! 🌟 ❤Soooooooo here is a little thank you piece for the sweetie who arrange the whole ikevamp exchange and allowed us the opportunity to spread some joy and happiness in a time when the world seems a little gloomy!🌟 ❤🌟 ❤😳 Now I am not the greatest fan of Comte nor have I written for him before so do bear with me @ikemenlibrary!😳😳😳😳😳😳Also also as much as I love taking credit for other's ideas hehehehe I thank the cutie Nemoooooo for being the best hype- and most thoughtful person when it comes to creating content❤😳😳, cause without her I might not have written this! which might have been a good thing lol, but hopefully it's the thought that counts

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In a field far, far away from the ruckus of the small town. Far beyond the tall palace gates and polished walls, rode a lonesome prince on his cliched pure white steed. Cladded in simmering gold, no matter how hard he had tried to dress himself down in simple leather slacks and boots, the royal aura never seemed to fade, truly a curse.

He stopped at no particular river— releasing his horse from its bridle and saddle, while his graze fell across the lush fields. Horse left to graze; he threw himself to the ground under no particular tree. With no destination in mind, not even a plan, only a desire. Escape. He let his eyes fall shut. He needed a break from life, from his family, God from the talks of arranged marriage.

Comte leaned his head up against the rough bark of the willowy tree. Not caring for the occasional ant greeting his shoulder nor the damp grass beneath him. All he knew at that moment was peace and serenity—quiet breeze carrying his thoughts far, far away from duty and responsibility.

“Shit,” the pitched voice came from above. Followed by a sharp impact of pain right atop his head.

Dazed, Comte opened his eyes to investigate. Still, on the verge of wake and sleep, he looked around frantically.

Nothing? Had he dreamed it? Surely the lump and dull pain that still lingered atop his head told a different story. Or was he going slightly mad? His eyes skittered skywards, and just as his head turned up, another blur of red hit him between the brows.

Despite himself, he couldn’t help but chuckle, rubbing the ache between his eyes and hoping his skin wouldn’t bruise like the apple.

An amusing train of thought swept him up in its wings. Was this how Isaac Newton had felt? Was he a genius now? Well, whoever theorised that the apple falling onto the physicist's head was what had made him smarter was wrong. Cause Comte felt neither more intelligent nor inspired.

“Shit shit shit shit,” the voice from above chanted. “I’m sorry,” it called out, hidden by the veil of branches and leaves, and shielded by sunlight. At first, Comte thought the voice belonged to an angel, although no angelic being would have such a foul mouth.

A rustling and thump later, the owner of the voice was revealed. Dishevelled clothes and unkempt hair fluttered across her eyes, moving gracefully with every laboured breath she took. Her face flushed, and her eyes cast downward to the apples she held tightly as if the mere act of lifting her gaze to his would cause her treasures to topple from her arms.

“Sorry about dropping the apples on your head,” she huffed, moving around the tree with elegant strides where she gently transferred the apples from her arms to a tattered basket.

Comte followed after, watching her with glittering eyes as she pulled her hands through her wind-kissed strands to collect and secure them into a loose braid.

“But what kind of idiot doesn’t move out the way the first time.” She deadpanned face, taunting into a look that said she was less than impressed as she flicked the braid back and finally faced him head-on.

Comte’s jaw hit the ground, and his mind went blank. No one had ever spoken to him in such a manner. It was his first insult ever received. Complete, unrefined, honestly. It was rather refreshing, to for once, not have someone count their words in fear of execution.

“Apologies,” he spoke with the bloomings of a graceful smile.

She rolled her eyes at him, waving a dismissive hand in the air before turning heel and stomping off with basket in hand. She stopped short of getting atop her own charcoal black steed, who was grazing amongst the wildflowers.

“Well, are you coming or not. I’ll make it up to you,” her gaze softer, but her mouth still pulled in a tight line as she peered at him from over her shoulder, hands gripping the saddle before mounting up.

Comte nodded, and a whistle shrieked from his lips, followed by his galloping loyal companion.

She led him to a small village near the castle gates, only to stop in front of a modest house, with cracks and chips littering the muddied white walls, while doors hung from hinges and sharded panes from frames. She knocked twice, and the door swung open with a creak and then a crack.

Comte was amazed the thing didn’t wholly dislodge itself from the wall with the exciting force in which it hits the wall once open. Surrounded by squealing voices and laughter, Comte felt like he was an outsider looking in.

She knelt to the children’s eye level handing out the apples with the most delicate smile. As if witnessing an out-of-body experience, his feet moved to their own accord, and before he knew it, he was knelt beside her, sharing charming smiles and laughter.

After spending the afternoon playing with the village children and sharing a less than modest meal of bread and apples with the keeper of the orphanage, they went their separate ways.

Less than a week had passed when her parting words rang in his ears and finally made sense. “You aren’t as bad as I pegged you to be.” She had said with a wide grin. “I hope to see you soon.” she followed it with a wink. He took her hand and ghosted a kiss across her knuckles, “as do I, ma chérie.” And just like that, she was gone.

He had wandered back to the river and tree every day since, finding nothing but emptiness and disappointment.

He never expected them to meet again like this. From across the room, those same wild eyes and adventurous grin now wore all white, moving with the same elegance and grace she had back then, the kind that only a princess could possess.

He gently took her hands in his, imitating their final greeting, smiling charmingly against her knuckles, “we meet again,” she whispered from behind her laced veil.

“Thankfully without a hit to the head this time,” he teased back, holding her delicate hands in his and giving an enduring squeeze.

“I wouldn’t speak so soon; the day is still young,” even hidden from sight, he could sense the impish smile behind her quips.

Comte could only release a throaty chuckle and shake his head. While the apple falling from the tree had not given him the world of knowledge, it did, however, give him a blank book to be filled with new exciting adventures.

#ikevamp comte #comte x reader #ikevam comte #ikevamp writing #ikemen vampire #ikemen vampire comte #comte de saint germain #hehehehe #and that concludes all that i am willing to share #lol i have a couple others i wrote but #those are waaaaaay tooo long #so ill keep them for the next ikevamp big bang #Thank a lot cutie for setting up the event #for the oppertunity to participate #for beta reading ma piece #and coordinating all my questions #i really appreciate

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loveisyura · 3 years

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did I lie

( I've had this song on repeat for 7 hours now. I can't help but think of him. 💀 )

#ikemen vampire #ikemen vampire Comte de Saint-Germain #Comte de Saint Germain #ikemen vampire x reader #ikevamp #ikevam x mc #ikevam comte #ikevam comte de saint germain #Spotify

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shookspearewrites · 2 years

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Hiya there anon my petal, thank you so so much for your request and your kindness - y’all compliments / comments are always so lovely to receive! I love the Comte/MC/Leonardo dynamic, I really do, I think that they are just the perfect trio

- JJ x

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Le Comte de Saint Germain / Leonardo Da Vinci:

They’re a little competitive with each other but my god they make an incredible team of lovers, they know how to work together to make their lover feel like an absolute goddess. The two of them really of make the perfect pair of boyfriends for their MC, Leonardo is rough around the edges and ruggedly handsome while le Comte is refined and has a sort of timeless beauty about him. A perfect gentlemen and a bold rogue all to herself - What girl could ask for more?

Together they’re the perfect balance of spontaneous and responsible, too. While le Comte would always arrange exquisite dinners and dances to take MC to, Leonardo gets into the habit of just sweeping her off of her feet in the middle of the day and whisking her off to do whatever they fancy in the moment. Of course, they’ll arrange dates for the three of them together too, though le Comte is always the one to do it (unless it’s his birthday, in which case Leonardo and MC will no doubt plan something wonderful for their sugar daddy boyfriend).

The only thing Leonardo and le Comte ever seriously disagree on in their relationship is turning MC: Comte is all for it, wanting to keep MC by their sides for as long as possible but Leonardo, well he has his reservations about it. I think if his MC really wanted it, Leonardo would eventually give in but only on the condition that it be le Comte turn her, not him.

If MC ever falls ill, her boyfriends will be so doting and take the world’s best care of her that they can. Leonardo will carry her to le Comte’s room where he’ll insist she rest for the day in his bed so he can keep an eye on her. Comte will completely abandon his paperwork to sit by her side and stroke her hair, often asking Sebas to bring her fresh tea, fruit and whatever else she could need. While Leonardo will let MC cuddle up to his chest - and probably keep falling asleep - and act as the perfect boyfriend/ hot water bottle combo.

If she doesn’t speak it already, Comte will insist that he teaches MC French, sitting close by her side at his desk whilst she takes notes and encouraging her with kind compliments and softly stroking her back as she sounds out new words, “You’re learning so quickly, ma Cherie, bien fait.”

When Leonardo finds out that le Comte has been tutoring MC in French 1 on 1, he’ll instantly start teaching her Italian though, his teaching methods are a little different. He’ll have MC sat on his lap facing him, pressing meaningful kisses to different places he can reach to teach her the words - one word she’ll never forget is “Le labbra” since Leonardo just can’t bring himself to stop kissing her lips, smirking when she blushes that beautiful shade of pink over and over again.

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mansions-maiden · 3 years

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Stars shall weave my destiny

A/N : So hey there again! I'm back again, not fully but , I am gonna be little free from now since my college works are completing bit by bit, and I wanted to write this as a start..

MC's feeling as they are torn between the decision to stay back in mansion or go back to their own time as they fall in love.

PS: I tried gender neutral version of mc this time.

words: <1000

I don't know if destiny plays fair or not, but it never ceases to drop a bombshell. Who knew that wheels of destiny would play this surprising game? I was meant to be a mere visitor in louvre but had stumbled across the door, which landed me in this time period.

Now I remember Shakespeare's famous quote, " All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players.."

Never have these words more suited me. After all, he (suitor of your choice) and I are just players in this game of the destiny. I met the person that I shouldn't have crossed paths with at all. But before I realized it, my heart was a prisoner of his.

I walk through the mansion hallways and open the doors of balcony. The cool wind brushes against my cheeks as I stare at the town lit by arc lamps. Wrapping arms around myself and seeking warmth, my thoughts drift to the time I came from as I look at the town. The town shining with the lights in this century reminded me of my time.

"The city in my time is also lit the same way, every light from the skyscrapers filling me up with an indescribable warmth in my heart. The lights gave me a sense of security, that I'm not alone in this world.

The nightscape of 19th century town is making me nostalgic and anxious somehow. Why did I have to go and fall in love with a person from the past? Just like people fall in love with the moon albeit the millions of stars that adorn the night skies, I have fallen in love with the man who might be way out of my league.

According to Comte, once I leave the mansion through the door, there's no coming back. Do the heavens like to toy with my heart and mind? Why does my love have to be a double edged sword?

This love ablaze in my heart demands sacrifice either way... If I leave this place and go to my time, these all would remain as a distant memory and I would have no choice but to forget the man I love... If I decide to stay back, I have to bid farewell to my family, my friends, my relatives, my life... I feel as if my heart is breaking into pieces like glass shards with the mere thought of bidding goodbye to the ones you love from either of the times. Is this how Comte and Leonardo feel every time they have to bid farewell to the persons they have bonded with ?

I look up at the night sky and see the hauntingly beautiful moon that hangs in the sky. It's crescent shape seems as if it's mocking me, cruelly reminding me again the less time I have to make the decision. The decision that's going to affect my entire life.

Along with the night winds blowing, these conflicting thoughts feuding against themselves made me cold inside out. Both my heart and mind were against each other. My heart wanted to stay here with the vampires whom I have become fond of over the time I spent here. To stay here with the man I'm falling in love with.

My mind was screaming at me,' you do not belong to this time period, you belong to the future. You were always meant to be a visitor. Don't get too attached to him and the others.'

"Am I ready to give up my life I've spent in my time and stay back in this world? " I know that I cannot answer the question right away. And this thought was eating away at my soul.

My head was spinning and ready to explode as these overwhelming thoughts consume my mind.

I heard a sudden clacking of shoes down the corridor and opening of the door behind me. My eyes widened as I turned around and saw him standing there, with eyes that looked at me with concern now. Those were the eyes that had always held me captive as his gaze seemed to stare into my soul. Eyes that I fell in love with. But this has to remain a secret for now. I smiled at him bashfully and pushed all my thoughts aside, not wanting to worry him.

I told myself again, "I may not have answer to the question that my heart and mind ask me. But I do know that I am certainly in love with you, _______(suitor's name) ." I will let the stars and heavens weave my destiny and future that I will hold.

"Nothing at all, just some random thoughts that kept me awake until now. Haha. C'mon, let's go inside. " I told him . I told myself again that everything will be figured out in the end by itself. And I tried calming down my racing heart as I felt his presence beside me, walking alongside me across the hallways.

"Did you say something mc?" He asked, looking at me curiously.

#ikemen vampire #ikemen vampire x mc #ikemen vampire theo #ikemen vampire arthur #ikemen vampire dazai #ikemen vampire vincent #ikemen vampire comte #ikemen vampire sebastian #ikemen vampire leonardo #ikemen vampire fluff #ikemen vampire isaac #all other characters too #ikemen vampire mozart #ikemen vampire napoleon #ikevamp shakespeare #ikevam x reader #ikevamp jean

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readerinsertfanfiction · 3 years

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Hello hello Love! If you don't mind, I'd like to request Napoleon or Comte from Ikevamp with an S/O who was a CEO in her time? (A CEO of a beauty company if we're going into specifics.)

Hello, hello Lunakurenai! Welcome to my inbox! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*.✧

Boss!MC. Yum. Yes. Gimme that strong independent MC.

Fandom: Ikemen Vampire

Character: Napoleon Bonaparte & Comte Saint Germain

Prompt: CEO!MC

In the rather young history of humanity strong examples of female leaders were a few amongst many. Stories of how mothers kept families afloat were often not retold, nor was their subtle art to keep the peace often noted upon. After all, it was a whole lot of bombardery and a whole lot of bloodshed that tended to attract attention. So your story would have been the same, for being the boss of a small startup didn’t catch much attention anymore in the 21st century, but it had caught his attention. Passion and zeal and a whole lot of hard work, it was quite a sight to see when you had decided to settle down in this late 19th century era where women were expected to do anything but starting up a company and he was there for it.

Comte Saint Germain

“What delights me the most,” you said with that shimmer in your eyes that he loved so well, “is that even men wear makeup and that France has no room for outdated gender boundaries!”

It was funny to hear you say ‘outdated’, but Comte understood what you had meant. In an era where fairness and perfection were so hailed all tried their best to achieve that perfection. Some even went as far as to draw a blue vein just above their eye, to show off their supposed youth and fine porcelain skin. Others dabbled into dangerous compositions of chemicals that would eventually lead to further deterioration and their early grave. You were set on changing that, having opted for the old and mysterious Comte as your guinea pig. After all, as a pureblood vampire there was little that could harm him and he enjoyed the way your finger would dab against his skin to smudge yet another one of your products.

“How does it feel?” you questioned, your head tilting to the side as you had spread a soft lavender on his eyelid. “Too rich? Heavy? Or?” You were still figuring out how to mix a basic shadow together, figuring that colours could come later, but that didn’t mean you hadn’t yet tried yet. It was quite amazing what you had all managed to whip up despite the limitations of this era and the lack of your recipes on hand.

“It feels a little grainy, perhaps? Though I do very much like the colour,” the man spoke, a little amused as he stared into the mirror, it was subtle and not too vibrant, though still present. Just like how the French liked it, graceful and elegant, but not hidden away like the English liked theirs.

“Just not your colour,” you mused with a teasing smile, your finger brushing over his eyelid once more to see how it smudged before you used another finger to pat some balm on his lips, “but I feel,” and here you paused for a bit in concentration, picking up a small brush to apply the lipcolour with more precision, “that this red might be more up to your alley,” you grinned as you stepped back from the golden man, wearing a look of satisfaction as you took in the result of your work.

Comte liked that expression on your face, a smile gracing his features as he pulled you by your hand and guided you towards him. “Is it now time for a smudge test?” he mischievously asks, hoping that you had found something to replicate that lovely blush that dusted your cheeks as well.

Napoleon Bonaparte

“What are we cooking?” Napoleon had questioned when he was pushed into the kitchen, an apron tied around his waist and a knife pushed into hands. The ingredients spread out in front of him didn’t make much sense, at least not to the man as he found little sense in consuming the beeswax you had told him to cut up into pieces and heat up.

You shook your head, concentration firmly set on your face as you had readied yourself with your hair tied up and a sheet of paper with scribbles on it next. “Creating, we are creating,” you had mumbled in response and the man pouted a little at that, wondering why he was asked to help if he wasn’t going to eat and wondering what the cherries were meant for as well if not to be eaten.

“Half them and unpit, then cook them down into a syrup with some…” The instructions you had given him sounded very recipe-like and much to the progress of cooking, but the fact that there was no sugar added to the syrup and that it was mostly meant for the colour was what had him slowly understand.

“So you mean to say that I can eat this lipstick as well?” Napoleon snorted at the end when he poured the waxy substance into small tins. You had hit him on the arm for that, earning another laugh from the former emperor as he was fascinated by the whole process of. “Perhaps France doesn’t have to starve if we can ration enough of this,” he continued to joke, earning another hit to the arm from you, this time it left a dusty print behind as you had been working with figuring out some fine setting powder that wasn’t quite so toxic to the skin.

Rolling your eyes at that you blew out a deep breath before finishing up the last batch of items you had been creating. “Yeah, may it make you handsome inside and out!” you quipped, thinking how it would perhaps make a nice slogan for your products. Though Napoleon was obviously thinking of something else when he wrapped his arm around you, pulling you in with a smile.

“Handsome, huh?” he tells you, and you resist another eyeroll as you realise that you may just have triggered Napoleon’s head to bloat up just a little more.

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kaeyas-beloved · 4 years

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And As Time Ticks, Stay In My Arms {Comte x MC/Reader}

Summary: While the end is inevitable, neither of them want to think about it. Not now they beg.

Prompt -> Credit: @writing-reading-bitch-queen

Warning(s): Ehhh, angst/fluff - the bittersweet kind though.

Note: I think this is one of those pieces of writing that make sense but at the same time don’t. Y’know, like the okay but why? kind - or maybe it’s just because this is my own writing that I think this? Make sense?

Yes, no, either way, enjoy the upsetting reality that comes with any relationship Comte enters!

The consecutive tapping of rain pelting on glass was rather melodic, as well as hypnotic, it’s siren sound enough to have her lost in seconds to the sea of thought. Everything from the sight to the smell of rain soothed her mind and body, prompting this type of weather to be her favourite above all else. It was always there to ease the inner turmoil that comes and goes with being mortal, and it’s usually enough for her to perish the intrusive thoughts that come with the path she’s taken.

Tonight though, it wasn’t, if anything the rain made it all the more melancholy. In the years to come, what would become of her and her lover?

“Chère?” a smooth voice called out to her, faint remnant of sleep laced within. Eyes flicking over her shoulder, she watches as the greater vampire sheds the covers and stands, yellow silk nightshirt somehow staying perfectly unwrinkled. Just like him.

Placing his large, warm palms on her waist Le Comte gently tugged her back flushed to his chest, eyes of pure gold joining in on gazing at the Spring shower.

Nothing was said, he knew that his wife would say something when she was ready. Even if she didn’t, that was okay, he’d continue to comfort her in ways that he knew how to.

“Do you...” she finally spoke, voice just below a whisper, “do you think you’ll still love me even if I’m old and wrinkly?”

“My love, I...” For once Comte didn’t know what to say, eyebrows furrowing with a frown forming on his face. The topic was a delicate one, something he didn’t like to dwell on too often. The mere idea of some day arriving where he’d have to say goodbye, a time where she’d no longer be by his side, loving him as he loves her wholeheartedly, was just far too painful.

“Please... tell me Comte...” she pleaded, turning to bury her face in the crook of his neck. He smelled homey, like freshly baked bread with a hint of something sweet - but that might just be because he consumes baguettes as much as he does blood.

When many moments of silence passed with nothing but the rain continuing to pour, Comte finally landed on an answer.

“Of course. Until the end.”

He knew that these were his true feelings, that no matter how many full moons pass by, his heart will always stay beating for the woman that’s tucked safely in his arms. Even when she isn’t anymore.

As of right now they’ll each hold the other, hearts crushed by the truth that is their reality, yet knowing full well that when tomorrow comes, this feeling will be gone, they’d go on and have more happy moments.

Perhaps one day he’ll ask her to give up her mortality, just so they can have a little more time together. For now, just for right now though, they’ll take in each other’s warmth, commit it to memory, and vow to never let the other go until it’s time itself being the one to do so.

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Saying ‘I do’: Comte Wedding HCs

You bet your ASS this man is going all out with your wedding

He doesn’t speak broke and he sure doesn’t speak 'simple’

He puts any royal wedding to SHAME

“Hey Comte, can we get a—”

“Already done, ma cherie, can I get you anything else?”

WhEW

He knows what you want and has already gotten it before you can even teLL him

Seriously, this is a man who bends over backwards and spoils you even when you aren’t on his route

Your dress is hUGE

We’re talking one of those dresses with a 20-foot train, that’s for sure

Probably something with a super classy and elegant design

But if you want something different or a bit more modern, he’s giving you exactly what you want, no questions asked

He’d want a traditional church wedding despite the whole vampire thing and while that sounds simple and quaint, it’ll be anything but

FLOWERS EVERYWHERE

The poor priest won’t know what hit him

“Hold the Comte de Saint-Germain’s wedding they said, it’ll be fun they said”

Poor Sebastian spends weeks running around Paris trying to fulfill all of Comte’s wishes

The florists are concerned but they aren’t complaining

The ceremony would be traditional, but you’d definitely have personalized vows

He would definitely get super emotional while you’re speaking, he’s just so filled with love for you

The rings are heLLA expensive bc of course they are

You really didn’t expect anything else, did you?

Diamond diamond diamond, he won’t settle for any less

If you hold your hand at a certain angle, that ring is capable of blinding someone

Some say the jeweller retired quite comfortably after that

The reception is back at the mansion and a FEAST awaits you Thanks Sebastian

And so does a very very tall cake

How could he sleep at night if your wedding cake wasn’t at least four tiers?

Some of Europe’s best musicians play at your wedding alongside Mozart who gets drunk later that night but anyways

Leo absolutely, without a doubt, clowns Comte in his Best Man speech

“Cara mia, you have no idea how much of a wreck this man was when he realized he was in love with you”

“You’d think that after being alive for so long he’d know how to handle it, but he was a mess”

And once that’s done, he starts saying the nice things in typical best friend fashion

“In all seriousness, you’ve made him happier than he’s ever been. You saved him. I wish you both the best in the long run, but I don’t think you need it. You’ll be fine all on your own.”

Comte’s hand holds yours the entire time and you’re just becoming so overwhelmed by how much you love this man

When it’s all over, you prepare for the carriage ride to a nearby cottage where you'll spend your wedding night together before setting off on your honeymoon the next morning

When you get there, he bridal-carries you inside and just looks at you with all the love in the world

“Je t’aime aujourd’hui, ce soir, et pour toujours. Tu as tout mon amour et mon coeur.”

I love you today, tonight, and forever. You have all my love and all of my heart.

Brace yourself, Comtesse de Saint-Germain, because you aren’t getting much sleep tonight

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letskidnapsenpai · 3 years

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ikemensweetheart · 3 years

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If a request are open can I request part 2 of the Comte x daughter you did for Me? ( Celeste)

Coming right up, hun!

I swear, I'm going to end up dying from fluff overdose at this rate. Part 1 here

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"Celeste, ma petite étoile. It's time for bed." Le Comte said as Celeste darted out of his grasp yet again. "No Maman. Where maman?"

It seems she had finally figured out that you weren't there and was not happy about it.

"Maman is taking a little trip and will be back soon." Le Comte assured his daughter. At last he picked up his daughter. Walking her over to his bed, he set her back down on the bed and changed her into a adorable frilly little nightgown.

"Want maman." Celeste stated as her popped through the collar of the nightgown. Her eyes were starting to get teary and her lips was trembling. "Maman..." she whimpered.

Le Comte sighed. "There, there, my little one. There's no need to cry." He scooped her up once more and left the bedroom. He carried her down the hall and out on the balcony. "Look up, ma petite étoile. Do you see all the stars?" Celeste looked up at the tinkling stars draped across the night sky.

"Pretty..." She murmured. "Maman's not far away. She's looking up at those stars too." Le Comte told his little girl. "In fact, it's almost like you can touch them." He reached up towards the sky. "Maman reach?" Celeste asked as she reached out her tiny hands too.

"Oi. Maman can reach those stars too."

Celeste giggled at the thought. "Reach! Reach!" She stretched out both hands, grasping for the heaven's.

Le Comte smiled at his daughter as she continued gazed up at the sky in wonder. Thinking of how one day, she will indeed have a chance to reach the stars.

Father and daughter continued their stargazing until little Celeste rested her head again her father's shoulder. "Night-night, Maman..." She murmured, her eyes drifting shut.

Le Comte chuckled at this, and gently kissed Celeste on the temple. "Sweet dreams, little one." His golden gaze returned to the sky. "Goodnight, ma cherie." He said softly before turning and taking his child inside to tuck her in to bed.

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Thanks for reading. I hope you all enjoyed!

Stay Safe

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nad-zeta · 4 years

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Comte’s Relationship Board

hehe so here is our fav golden pureblood mom Relationship board❤❤❤🥺🌈. Hope yall enjoy and have the best day! Also hope everyone is keeping safe and well!❤❤🌻☺

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First meet:

Friendship:

Fighting:

First kiss:

In Love:

Hope yall enjoyed! ☺🌻❤🦋

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