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[arthotsglasses]

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Heyyyooo guys it's been a hot minute since I was last here... haha... BUT, the IkeVam hoodie bois are here in KEYCHAINS!!!

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!

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[yakocchi]

6th Anniversary Gacha Cards // Leonardo & Comte

“Let Me Have All of You, Now and Hereafter” (Leonardo)

“When our bodies part, I instantly yearn for you again. …’Sorry for being a brat that endlessly craves you, eh?” “I don’t regret having taken the rest of your life (for myself). The part I took… No, I love you more than what had been taken. Therefore… let me have all of you, now and hereafter.” “Hey— Beg, as adorably as you can. …Because if a good girl truly desires me so, I’ll spoil her to bits. Well…?” ⭑

 “…A Tantalizing Poison” (Count)

“No matter how many times we make love… I wish to become one with you even more. Haha… Yes, I long for you from the bottom of my heart.” “Your voice, your body, your heat— It is but a sweet poison.  Even if this toxin were fatal, I would care not (for what it would do to me)… A tantalizing poison it is.” “From within this eternity, I found you… Yes, I’ve said that before, haven’t I? How is it even possible to abandon this fate? I, won’t let you go… for eternity, you know.”

⭑ the line is “(…) I’ll spoil you to bits”, but sentence flow

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last min grabs. sacrificed competing in the election for it, but it’s k. most ikevam elections are boring bc there’s not much competition to be had lol

one thing that’s kinda annoying when trying to translate the words of ppl who live forever (as long as a special spear dun stab em in the vitals ig) is that there’s a difference between “as long as humanly possible” forever and “temporal eternity” forever. i dont have a whole lot of leo content on hand, but when he means “be with me forever” he means “be with me til u die”. when the count or vlad say “be with me forever”, it’s “be with me even when it's 5394 AD”

#ikevamp spoilers #ikemen vampire #ikevamp #ikevam #ok also bday events suck so bad #can the playerbase bully them to stop this nonsense early instead of making us do an entire year of this crud #also yes check out my cruddy ps skills to combine the 2 cards #the rich editor keeps on adding random markup i give up

[arsnovacadenza]

For the blorbo ask: idk, ikevamp?

Been a hot minute since I played Ikevamp but lets goooo

blorbo (favorite character, character I think about the most): JEAN. HE'S JUST SO UGH-So baby. So perfect.

scrunkly (my “baby”, character that gives me cuteness aggression, character that is So Shaped): Torn between Jean and Leo honestly. Leo has the softest, prettiest tiddies expression

scrimblo bimblo (underrated/underappreciated fave): I'm actually surprised I don't see a lot of Dazai stans here. Or maybe it's just the algorithm? Either way I was expecting to see a lot of poetic Dazai fanart considering he seems to be a big thing in Bungou Stray Dogs and among lit nerds. But instead I see a lot more of the Terrible Trio which is fine (Vlad is amazing and Charles is an absolute Meow Meow) but there the Dazai stans at? (Seriously, is it Tumblr's fault?)

glup shitto (obscure fave, character that can appear in the background for 0.2 seconds and I won’t shut up about it for a week) *deep breaths* Wellington. Wellington deserves more to be than just be a bloodthirsty amnesiac. He has the potential to be this witty, sarcastic Englishman who's super Genre Savvy who knows what the fuck's going on and instead of doing whatever Vlad wants him to do he can drag Napo back to England and live their best (second) life together

poor little meow meow (“problematic”/unpopular/controversial/otherwise pathetic fave) Gilles des Rais. Hear me out. Yeah I know he turned into a murdering nutjob but there's just something tragic about his inability to cope with Jean's death. Call me morbid but I do have some fascination with characters grieving over the loss of a loved one. Are they going to cope in a healthy way? Move on? Get pulled deeper and deeper into despair?

horse plinko (character I would torment for fun, for whatever reason): Everybody is up for grabs in my fanfic. Everybody gets the angst paddle whether it's Napoleon, Jean, or Isaac and you too my dear readers

eeby deeby (character I would send to superhell): The Gacha gods presiding over Ikevam. WHY WILL YOU NOT GIVE ME THAT JEANPOLEON CARD ASLKLKDSFSLF

Let's do this again! I love it! (I kinda forget everyone and everything that happens in my fandom so)

#personal #ikemen vampire

[pseudofaux]

Omg I just saw your harr breeding kink drabble and to say I am obsessed with it is an understatement... would you pretty please with a cherry onto write other one but with Leonardo from Ikevamp please????❤️❤️❤️

:}

Thank you for your kind words about the Harr one, please enjoy this Leo! Because he’s LEO, with those LEO hangups (bless him), this turned out a little more on the romantic side, but I think it’s got some of the frenzy and intention that make breeding kink so hot. Lots and lots of soft banter and tender passion, too. I really hope it will work for you!

(Requests are closed, readers, but there are a lot to be filled in May and likely June, too! Feel free to follow along or just check in and enjoy as many as you like. A masterlist will go up when they are all completed.)

The way his eyes slowly close as he pushes into her reminds her of the astrolabe he likes to tinker with, the slender glow of gold moving beyond the reach of light. He mutters the name of a saint when he bottoms out and comes back down to her mouth.

He’s relentless today. As if it must happen on this first try. It made her laugh when they fell onto the bed together, but she can’t laugh now, not with his tongue swiping those wide stripes up either side of her while he fucks her open with his thumbs.

“Rumorosa,” he chides approvingly, mouth flat against her. “Let it all out. Don’t hold anything back.”

Like she could!

He’s got her spread shamelessly wide, but Leonardo makes her feel so treasured and safe that there she is, kind of loving this. Definitely loving his tongue. He feels the same way all his bouquets of meadow and cobblestone flowers do against her cheek, the softest and most pleasurable touch nature can provide.

“Got to get you ready, cara,” he says, and then gives her another wide lick, straight up and lasting. When he’s finally done with that agonizing holdout over her clit, he asks “You think you’re ready?”

She hums out an mmmmm so long it puts his lick to shame. He likes that enough to laugh. He’s laughing so much about all of this, so grateful and joyful, and she loves to see him be so happy. It polishes him beautifully and makes him shine, like he is shaking off his own dust. When he shrugged off his shirt earlier she swore his shoulders were glowing as he revealed them.

“I love you,” she whispers, feeling a bit small in the face of all these emotions, all this love. All this hope. He stills as soon as he processes her words, tongue against her again, one thumb just about to escape her body.

“I’d guessed that,” he says warmly, and gives her a tender kiss instead of the sensual lick she expected. “No one has ever been so generous, you know, this probably isn’t good for you.”

She can hear how he tries to make it a joke, and she puts her hands in his hair and tugs to correct him. “This is what we both want,” she reminds him. “Don’t you dare use that mind to be shifty now. Love me.” Quieter, she adds “Give me a baby, you fool.”

His hair is cloud soft and cat sleek against her thighs as he groans and kisses her firmly against her slit. His face must be a mess, but that’s nothing new.

“Baby, huh?” he says when he seems to have his composure back. She swears she can hear how his mouth is wet and his voice is a touch more gravelly than usual. “Cara mia wants a baby?” He’s using his elbows and knees to come up either side of her body on the tiny bed in his room. They’ve been through so much here, this piece of furniture has seen so many of their tears and trembles and confessions. Rarely has he been so gloriously naked as he is now. She loves how much of him she can feel. He is so perfectly warm and good to touch, she wants to grab him everywhere.

“I want your baby,” she says pointedly, rubbing her thighs together. He licked up a lot of her, but smeared just as much of her arousal around like some kind of conception spell. Leonardo has a touch of the mystic in him about all of this.

“I want to give it to you,” he growls as his face reaches hers. His palms slide along the insides of her hands and keep them on the mattress while he tilts her chin up with his nose so he can kiss her. “Damn, I want to give it to you,” he breathes against her lips. And then he grinds against her, shameless, and puts his tongue in her mouth just to tease her with what he’s not putting inside her.

She doesn’t know her own taste without the feel and flavor of his tongue anymore. He has made her very, very used to him. Now she gets a latent note of the sweetness of his cigarillos, like a memory under the flavor of her in his mouth. She yanks one hand free so she can slide it along his naked back in the same slow way he is kissing her. Serves him right.

He nips at her bottom lip so gently it gives her goosebumps from the heart-swelling tenderness. The kindness in this man is boundless. He moves to her ear so his whisper hits her like a velvet-wrapped sledge. “You sure about this here?” he asks. “Not somewhere... fancier?”

She knows he’s not asking about their location at all. “Do you want to stop?” she asks smugly. And he laughs, because these days they are used to the way she puts him on the right track.

“I can’t see why you’d think I am that cruel to you,” he murmurs, dragging the tip of that damn tongue up her throat in a powerful line of want that feels like it goes down beyond her toes. They are grinding against each other but it’s still slow, just their bodies finding the soft places where they give, where they can rest in each other.

“Hurry up before I get cruel,” she warns him, pressing a few of her nails into the swell of his back. It’s rare for a person to get close enough to a vampire to learn how supple their skin is, even if they chain smoke and don’t look after themselves well and occasionally drink paint water. The suppleness is real though, and the give of him under her nails makes them moan together.

“I want to call you a cruel mother, but I can’t yet.” He is more sober but still smiling.

“Maybe you can in a year,” she offers, releasing the press so she can stroke him with her nails instead. Light scratches, to soothe his nerves. His body moves into the touch like it always does. Catlike, sensual man.

“A mother, maybe,” he says, shifting his hips between hers, “But never cruel.”

His cock is so strong he doesn’t have to take himself in hand. He squeezes the hand of hers that he’s holding and uses his other to take her by the chin as he leans back slightly and fits himself against the space where he must go, if they’re going to do this. “You’re sure,” he says, a statement with some suspicion, but not a question.

She holds his gaze and nods. His eyes narrow but she sees the brilliant, timeless gold of them. “Do it,” she whispers. She doesn’t want to dare him but she has to show him her confidence or his might be lost, even in this, this thing he wants so very much. So she adds, challenge as light as her touch, “Give me a baby.”

The way his eyes slowly close as he pushes into her reminds her of the astrolabe he likes to tinker with, the slender glow of gold moving beyond the reach of light. He mutters the name of a saint when he bottoms out and comes back down to her mouth.

She’s tempted to tease him again, but this is a very special moment so she saves the feeling for a rainy day. This day is too beautiful and golden for it, his kiss to precious and profound. She does say, voice less sound than breath, “That’s it.”

His breath is a hiss, and he flexes inside her like a pulse of strength-- less than when he does it on purpose. “I know ‘that’s it,’ signora, you need me to show you?”

“That’s what I’m waiting for,” she tells him, unable to help herself when he literally asks for it. He teases her so much he definitely deserves this, and she’s hoping the banter will keep his mood clear of melancholy.

He makes some sound between a grunt and a sigh, with all the self-assurance of a more articulate declaration, and pulls his hips back.

“You want me to give it to you?” he murmurs. His voice is so low she tightens around his tip and wishes she were tightening around more of him. So she says yes, because she does want that. And she knows he does, too, he’s just scared of what he wants most.

Another of those grunt-sighs. “Guess I better, then,” he says, and slides home again. He’s slow about it, and he keeps his mouth right above hers so every way her lips tremble around her wordless cry make them move against him. “Better fill you up in every way, yeah?” He grinds against her, making her feel the deep, pleasurable fullness. He’s so perfect inside, she loves this man and his heart and his mind and everything that he is, but god, his cock in her is--

Leonardo’s groan is loud, much louder than usual, and then his voice is softer. “Should just be fucking you all the time anyway,” he mumbles. “This body was made to make children, you feel like heaven.”

It’s not as smooth as his usual lines, but he says it so openly she can feel her face getting hot. She won’t even try to say anything, she just squeezes his hand and presses her palm into his back and begs him with her body to please, please do it already.

And then he starts. Slow and deep, but every quality rising with the might of the sun itself. He uses his strength for once, so much that the only laziness is his warm voice between kisses.

“Fucking you,” he murmurs. “Putting a child in you.”

“Yes,” she hisses. He’s dragging himself along her top wall, using his strength to press up while he’s inside and make her legs and voice and everything about her feel like she is quaking. She is pushing her hips up to meet him, craving that carnal bump inside when he’s as deep as he can go, craving everything he’s going to give her.

Then he begins to pick up speed, not so fast she can’t keep up at all but much, much faster. He’s scooped his free hand under the back of her head to keep her in place for kisses, and he’s certainly giving her those, lots of kisses and lots of words. They pepper all the movements, spicy and tenderly dreamy all at once.

“This is going to change everything,” he whispers. “You’ll be full of me for months and then there will be a child. Carina piccola,” he says thickly. “You want a girl to give us trouble?”

She moans. There is no preference in her mind beyond their family growing. She just wants to be with him and be happy together.

He lowers his voice to a whisper again. “Maybe we should have more than one, you think?”

...She does now. All that work he did on her made her so ready for him. “Whatever you want,” she begs, before he can start talking again. He shushes her and very gently pulls at the hair behind her head.

“You gonna let me have this?”

“Yes,” she hisses again as he cradles her scalp once more. She’s not sure if he is testing her or teasing her with all the sought reassurances.

“Then I’m gonna take it,” he promises solemnly. He kisses her and grinds once more, so forcefully that the little bedframe-- well made, but only wood, after all-- creaks. “Not a good enough man not to,” he chuckles. She tries to shush him but he’s already sucking at her neck at that weak spot where the muscle joins her jaw, so she’s quickly sighing out little panting moans over how well he knows her, so she is too occupied to say anything.

Meanwhile he keeps talking. “Gonna fill you until you leak,” he tells her as he pulls back. “Until it splashes out of you, messy girl. Until there’s no chance your womb will be empty.” His thrusts are smooth and they are strong. Dependable. She believes him and she cries out his name even though what she’s calling out for is what he’s making her want.

He only feels good but she swears his strength is moving in her hard enough to scrape her insides. Then his teeth do scrape her, that paper-thin trail of fiery bliss flaring bright and making her wail again as he keeps right on fucking her. “Crying like a baby, now?” he teases, but the words are thick. He’s already thinking about late nights of exhaustion and the way they’ll endure. She can hear the way he’s half with her, pressing her into his mattress, and half in his dreams, pressing kisses to a precious newborn’s tiny fists.

“You’re the only woman,” he tells her passionately, “That I have ever--” he gulps.

She squeezes him again. She already knows this. “Stop holding back,” she whispers.

He groans twice, grips her hand so hard she feels the muscles of his palm, and then pushes himself so far into her that she feels the heat of the sheets under her and the warning of the headboard.

“Alright,” he mutters. “I’ll be good to you, I promise. So good, for this gift, both of you.” He is kissing her all along her throat like he’s trying to soothe the sweet burn he put there with his teeth. One day, she thinks. Soon. You’ll put your fangs in, Leonardo da Vinci. She keeps the thought as long as she can before his purposeful fucking lovingly batters it out of her brain like a freed butterfly.

“You gonna take what I give you?” he hisses, bringing her back into the moment. “Every drop, cara mia? Take it in. Take it. And then I’m gonna fold you up after this and do it all over again.”

His words shoot through her like wine on an empty stomach. That is exactly what she wants, for him to run after this purpose with all the single-mindedness his genius allows them. She swears beside his ear, lustful and permissive.

“Yeah? You like that, avida? Maybe I’ll turn you over when I’m done and make it three times to be safe and sure.”

There is nothing safe about the way her body shudders at the thought. From behind he always ruins her, especially when she’s already swollen and blissed out from all the ways he has touched her. She can imagine the way his cum will dribble out of her, lazy as he is, and the way he’ll look close and blow a little breath on her weeping slit just to mess with her for not keeping it inside.

Because he is Leonardo, or perhaps because he’s the devil, he slows. He brings the hand he’s clasping to his mouth to kiss, and then lets it go and slips the hand down and around her body, until he’s got her by the back. He’s wrapped around her, the other hand still firm at the back of her head, this new one angling her hips up just a little more for him.

“Almost,” he grits out, and though he may be the devil she wishes she could bless him when he speeds back up without further comment. The way he has tilted her makes her yelp, the sound so vulnerable and silly she would cringe if she were not so protected by the man who brought it out of her.

But he did bring it out of her, so he laughs, because he loves to put her offguard. “Sweet, so sweet, god, cara--moan for me while I make you a mother,” he tells.

She can feel how his arm is sweaty behind her, strong and slippery against her back. He’s got her right where he wants her, she knows she is mostly against the bed but it feels like he is bending over her womb itself, massive and powerful and undeniable. Good thing she doesn’t want to deny him. She moans, and the sound comes from low in her, like there is a line in her body and one side of it is where he’s filling her up and the other is where she breathes. It’s low and erotic, unmistakably the sound of a woman being loved.

He snarls-- she is so keyed up it is sweet in her ears-- and holds her closer. His thrusts are shorter because he can’t push her any farther down and he never wants to leave her body when he’s close.

“I can’t wait to see you swell,” he hisses. “You’re going to look like a goddess. You feeling fertile, cara?”

Another moan comes out of her like he yanked it by the root. She didn’t think she could be any more aroused. He pounces on what she likes. “Yeah, fertile,” he says with a smirk. “So open up for me.”

She tries, but he’s got her pinned with his hips and he’s stretching her so intensely that movement is confusing.

“Wider,” he demands.

All she wants to focus on is how close he is, how near they both are to the moment when it happens. But she does manage to tense her legs wider instead of tighter. Or so she hopes. really, all she can think of is how rigid he’s gone and how closely together they are pressed, like a baby can be made by fusion.

“Forza,” he mutters, “Let me in deep, forza. I want this to go straight up into you.”

“It will,” she insists, feeling like she is going to sob.

He tsks and sucks in breath that sounds like a growl, it is so loud. The one that comes out definitely is. “Never forget you were first,” he tells her. She can hear the way he’s losing himself even as he keeps the rhythm of rocking their hips back and forth together. “Merda--” he groans and then clamps his mouth shut and presses it against the side of her neck until she can feel her own pulse beating back against the contact. It’s as fast as the heat streaming out into her in spurts. She can feel each one. They feel thick inside her, like something that brings life ought to feel.

Leonardo is breathing hard and has opened his mouth to say her name with great wonder. She feels like she is preening as he kisses her throat. Maybe there’s something to be said for being a fertility goddess when the time is right.

He gently, gently presses against her as he kisses her again. Deep kisses, like he wants to wind their souls together. She wouldn’t be surprised if he did.

“Do you think it worked?” he whispers. His voice has so much half-hidden hope in it she feels the prick of tears at the outer corner of each eye.

“I hope so,” she tells him. Her hand never left his back, so she drifts it up into the sweaty shagginess of his hair and pulls his lips back to hers. “I can’t wait to find out,” she adds. She gets goosebumps when she says it, so she is smiling when they kiss and so is he, two curves meeting like the sea and the shore.

Leonardo stays inside her. She thinks he really does want to somehow be woven together. He keeps kissing her, massaging the back of her head where he’s held her this whole time, murmuring how alluring she is. His hardness in her is proof of his words.

“Wanna have you again,” he tells her between kisses. “Now. Just in case.”

“Well then don’t hold anything back,” she whispers, putting her other arm around him. His grin above her is dark and beautiful, so wide she can see the point of one fang and how he caresses it with his tongue. He does the same thing when someone brings him a lock with no key, or any other challenge.

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” he promises. “Too many other dreams.”

And then he does his best to make them come true.

#ikevamp fanfiction #ikevam fanfiction #ikevamp fanfic #ikevam fanfic #ikevamp leo #ikevam leo #pseu slings

[uniquethingtastemaker]

Wait… I have a question… what’s so appealing about Leonardo in Ikevamp? I just looked at the polls for Ikevamp recently and he was at the top of the list consistently, and that makes me question what magical powers does he have to charm everyone? I haven’t played his route, so I’m just kinda confused at first glance as to why. People who love Leo, what charmed you about him? Why is he a fan favorite??

#ikemen vampire #ikevam #ikevamp #ikevam leo #ikevam leonardo #ikemen leonardo #leonardo da vinci #question #ikevamp leo #ikevamp leonardo

[radiologicaluncertainty]

I knew they had a Daddy Kink.

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[kaeyas-beloved]

i’m a sucker for platonic teenage mc. could i maybe have a scenario where mc is v close to leo and accidentally calls him dad. maybe they’re building something together and it just slips out? and she gets all embarrassed about it but leo thinks it’s quite cute and he already mentally adopted her anyways??

(i hope this made sense!! i’m just soft for platonic relationships and the suitors being family figures for mc and leo just seems like such solid father material)

Truth be told Anon, when I first received this request I (out loud) went “yes, yes, yes, YESSSS" or something similar to that but you get the idea I was excited to write it.

And don’t worry, your request makes perfect sense! I just hope that I was able to fulfill it to your liking T_T (and I totally agree, Leo is father material)

Hopefully you enjoy this, if not you can always come back and ask again! This is my first time writing Leo so I’m sorry if he’s OOC at all...

Note: I used an the Italian term topolina in this, which, from my research, is a term of endearment that translates to ‘little mouse’

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“Thanks Dad” {Leonardo x Platonic!Teen!MC/Reader}

Leonardo da Vinci’s room is a mess, that’s a given, but it was peaceful - quiet, a space one could immerse themselves in with a hobby as a form of pass time. In a way, his room was like a library when the silent rule is followed to a T.

And it was here that she could construct with a clear mind, no honking of cars nor sounds of people from outside whatsoever. It was heaven for an aspiring architect like herself.  

“Just like that, easy now...” he murmured, watching with hawk-like eyes from the sidelines as the girl worked independently, putting the skills he’s taught her the past two weeks into practice. At the beginning of this little project they were working together, but about halfway through Leonardo fell asleep... 

Carefully, strategically, the teen applied the last wood piece, completely the couple hour long build. 

Taking a step back to stand beside him, she waits with bated breath, like the slightest change in wind could cause it to crumble. Yet when it held strong, a bright smile split across her face, Leonardo mirroring it with one of his own.

“Brava topolina, you’ve done it. On your own too” he chuckled, mussing up her hair playfully. She rolled her eyes, gently brushing his hand off her head. In no way though did that stop him from wrapping his arm around her shoulders, pulling her into a side hug.

“You helped, remember? We started the plane model together...” she reminded him.

“Maybe so, but you did most of the work and finished it. That’s worth something, you did good kid.” his praise caused her eyes to widen, his tone holding the warmest note that he’s ever used toward her since her arrival. All the other times where he’s recommended books on topics she’s interested in, when he taught her certain trades or brought her out to town pale in comparison to this very moment of bonding.

As she turned her gaze at the subject of their shared work, something they technically did together, a pleasant feeling filled her heart. Quietly, she whispered her thanks.

“...thanks dad, that... means a lot to me...”

There was a beat of silence before the severity of her words sank in, and a panicked expression morphed onto her face. ‘I did not just say that!?’. Leo’s brows rose in surprise as well, he too never expecting to be called dad, before returning to the usual calmness of his.

It’s true that the appearance of this girl from the future was a strange and different experience to him, a whole new world in some way. Yes, while in the past he’s gotten close to mortals of all kinds, adults, children and teens just like her, none of them could connect on a special level like this. There was never someone who he could just click with when it comes to sharing a hobby or two. Someone he could pass his vast knowledge of information down to to add to their own.

When she came along though she became exactly that person he was lacking in his life. She was the perfect mix of educated while still having room to grow and learn.

And yet he never could find an explanation as to why exactly he felt that way with her. What made her different from the others?

“Sorry, I, um, I didn’t mean-” she stuttered, so embarrassed she felt like she was overheating. Despite everything though, he didn't mind, and the master of all trades kept their wholesome hug going.

“Kinda like the sound of that...” he chuckled, gazing down at her.

“O-oh... can I... uh, keep calling you that?”

“Sure, I’d like that. Now, what do you want to build next?”

Maybe that was the answer - that the relationship they’ve built was akin to familial, she was someone he allowed to be just a little closer than anyone else. Why? Maybe because she knew the secret of the mansion, that he and the resident’s aren’t human, leading him to feel like he doesn’t have to hold anything back, that he can be himself. 

And that alone allowed him to feel just a little bit alive again.

The thought itself kept the smile on his face as he watched her look for another kit to construct, and it crossed his mind that he’d do literally anything to keep her safe with a happy look on her face like she has now.

Anything at all...

.

..

…

…Bonus...

“You really are a papà now, huh, Leonardo?” Comte smiled, a teasing look in his eye.

“Quiet ‘Comte’”

~~~

As of me posting this, requests are open [check my bio though to be sure]! Don’t forget to check the rules too for the fandoms/topics I write for (which are linked in my masterlist)!  

Masterlist

#ikemen vampire #ikemen vampire leonardo #ikevamp leonardo #ikevamp leonardo x reader #ikevam leonardo #ikevamp #ikevam fanfic #ikevam x reader #ikevam leo #ikevamp leo #leonardo x reader #platonic x reader #cybird ikemen #ikemen leonardo #leo x reader #ikemen leo #leonardo x mc #ikemen vampire leo #ikemen series #ikemen leo x reader

[incorrect-ikemen-quotes]

i dont make the rules this is how it works

#ikevam edit #ikemen vampire #ikevam #ikevamp #ikemen vampire leonardo #ikevam leonardo #ikevam leo #cybird #otome

[instantmillktea]

I don’t know whether this has been done before but let’s say I made a little something

5 minutes later and I’ve made a sequel (yes I am aware that this one on top has been done before)

Ppl b talking how napoleon is like Nobunaga’s copy, but I can’t b the only one who thinks Leo lowkey looks like him as well. I don’t know if Leo x Napoleon exists, or how much of it is there, but here’s the child on the left. Yes, I think Nobunaga looks like the child of Leo and napoleon- he’s got the skunk hair, Napoleons leadership and Papi Leo’s brown eyes.

Apart from the fact that they’re both doing the classic “my head hurts” modelling position, or the fact that both wear an eyepatch, they don’t rlly look alike, but sometimes their cgs can look similar. Now it’s time to put more stuff in the tags.

#ikemen vampire #ikevamp #ikevam #ikemen sengoku #ikesen #ikesen ieyusa #ikemen #ikemen series #otome #ikevam vincent #ikevamp vincent #vincent ikevamp #ieyusa ikesen #ikevamp leo #ikevam leo #leo ikevam #leo ikevamp #nobunaga ikesen #nobunaga oda #ikesen nobunaga #ikevamp napoleon #ikevam napoleon #jesus these tags #napoleon ikevamp #napoleon x leo #leo x napoleon #ikevamp jean #ikevam jean #ikesen masamune #oop i ran out of tags

[mangolover]

“Go. Just Go.” - Ikevamp Leonardo angst fanfiction

Title: "Go. Just Go.”

Prompt: “Go. Just go.”

Fandom: Ikemen Vampire  / Ikevamp

Pairing: Leonardo X F!MC

Genre: Angst

Warnings: heartbreak

Spoilers: Major spoilers for Leo’s route. I suggest you skip this one if you want to be surprised when and if you read this adorable genius’ main story.

Word Count: 2000+

Description: F!MC wanted Leo to turn her to vampire, but that breaks him because of his beliefs resuting in him telling her to go back to her own time.

Enjoy!

I’ve struggled witht his one for a few days. I’m glad I gave it a little break, I like it s lot more now.

Full moon was approaching them with every passing day she spent at this mansion. She had gotten used to living here and acting like the girlfriend of an Italian genius Leonarda Da Vinci, the famous inventor, pureblooded vampire and Comte de Saint-Germain’s good friend and housemate. The thought of falling in love with that messy and frightening creature she thought was just a folk’s tale was unbelievable at the beginning, but the more time she spent with him, the more she had fallen for him. He was a man with many talents and many centuries behind him, leaving him with no desire to get romantically interested with anyone so he doesn’t have to bear the burden when all the sand from their mortal hourglass would finally fall and they would leave him just like everyone that was dear to him eventually did.

But he was falling for her, even if that was never part of the plan. The plan was to put them together for her protection since Leo would say goodbye with no regrets, but also because of his heart that was locked away just like the door she had once walked through. In his heart there was just one promise, he will be there at the end to say goodbye as she safely walks back to her time. Even if he knew that was what would break them both, just as Comte has said.

She had practiced countless times in the mirror already how to tell him what she’s feeling before she was supposed to go back to her time and this love tale in 19th century France would end. But she never found the courage to tell him… The so called “Jack of All Trades” was hard one to read. She made a deal with her reflection that she will tell him on the day when she’s supposed to go, so if he doesn’t accept her, she can just walk away and never look back.

So much happened between them, it was clear that he cared deeply about her which made her both incredibly happy and unbearably sad. It was a sign that their feelings were mutual, but the pain she felt in her chest was telling her just how this story will end, no matter what. Their fears kept them apart…

Every day since her arrival in the past, he protected her and kept her happy with no complaint, all by himself. He gave her everything, he gave her Nwt with all the stars on her body, concert with Mozart, portrait by van Gogh, and the one thing she would cherish the most, a hand watch that kept on tickling as she kept on moving and living, showing her that time is limited and that she should do what makes her happy, and what made her happy all the way until now was her job and old life she led until this incident. But now…

Now that was changed. She no longer had any desire to go. She wished to spend all her years of living with him. She didn’t care if she was a mortal as long as she could be with him. But he was immortal, there was no way she could live with him for too long. Turning her into a vampire would give them so much more time to share, to make each other happy…

She was ready to surrender to this beautiful storm that was called Leonardo Da Vinci, she was ready to ask him. Just as the moon was closing in on them, leaving them one more night together. She was ready to ask even before she had originally planned, she couldn’t stick to the deal she made with herself, she had to tell him just how she felt before she burst. Everyone could see just how in love they were, so why keep on pretending anymore?

She ran down the hallway, straight to Leo’s room, confidently knocking on his door. He opened them and started at the smile on her face and her glistering eyes with unshed tears in surprise.

“Leo, can we talk?”

“Sure, come in cara mia” he fully opened the door letting her in and she became self-conscious. Now what to do? How was she supposed to tell him she loves him with her whole being and that she wants to spend all her time with him and then ask him if he could turn her to vampire just to be with him a bit longer then her mortal time would originally allow them?

“What’s bothering you so much? Keep frowning like that and you’ll end up with frown lines” he said with an uneasy smile to try and make this awkward situation a bit more relaxed. He already had a felling where this was going. It was clear to him that they were in love, but his heart was already locked away and he didn’t plan on unlocking it, for the sake of her smile.

The awkward silence carried on for several minutes until he finally spoke:

“Listen cara mia. I know what you’re going to say. I know you have feelings for me, which makes me really happy as I feel the same.”

This made her heart dance and butterflies fly all around in her belly. This is what she wanted.

“But…” What’s wrong? What could be the problem here?

“It’s never going to work. This love tale was over before it even began. Your mortal life will equal nothing to mine and I can’t bear to see you pass and not do anything to stop that, but it’s inevitable.”

“But you can turn me into a vampire! I can live longer! Please let me live by your side Leo! Why is it so hard for you to just let me in?”

That was like a punch to his gut. She was ready to throw away her life and the purpose that her passing time gave her. He believed that knowing your life will end at one point gives it purpose and motivation to keep going, so why did she want to throw that away? She was happy before she came here? Why did she have such a change of heart so suddenly? And most importantly, why did she want of him to go against his own beliefs? He has tried and failed so many times already, why would she ask him to commit such a sin in his eyes?

“I refuse to turn you or anyone else into a vampire. There is no way to make someone immortal so get that idea out of your head!” Leo raised his voice for the first time, losing his composure. She was taken back by that and decided to give up on him turning her. If he wasn’t going to do that, then Comte will. For Leo’s sake.

“I- I got to go!” she rushed out his room leaving the door open behind her.

“Dammit!” Spilled out of his mouth as he kicked a stack of books and fell on the bed. “Why are you doing this to me cara mia? Why are you torturing me? Can’t you see I’m trying to protect that smile from myself?” A stray tear rolled down his cheek. He couldn’t believe it! He hasn’t cried for decades, so why is he doing that now. He quickly wiped it away and took a deep breath, trying to ignore the pain he felt from both the bloodlust and his aching heart.

She ran until she reached her next destination. She knocked and entered Comte’s room, closing the door slowly behind her.

She poured out her heart to him and begged him to turn her. Just to let her spend her time with Leo and be truly happy. She told him she never truly knew what happiness was until she fell in love with him, so why not rewrite this love tale and make it have a different, happy ending?

But Leonardo’s dear friend didn’t want to go behind his back. It would just break them more and make some irreversible changes that will be regretted. And he proposed the idea of turning her only when the time or that will be necessary, not now when she had a long life ahead of her still,

So, with no more options left, she decided to retreat to her room and cry her heart out, hoping it would just stop so she didn’t need to feel this pain. Leo didn’t want to ever turn her and Comte wants her to be sure and not now when everything around was falling apart just when she was a few steps away from the finish line. The climax was here and it was slowly starting to fade, signaling the end of this sad tale of heartache. She closed and locked the door behind her, sliding to the floor and hugging her knees to her chest, letting the tears roll down her cheeks and fall to the hard wooden floor.

This love story was never meant to have a happy ending, just like Romeo and Juliet, they were kept apart by the destiny. That cruel lady Destiny screwed them over and there was nothing left she could do, but try to resist it one more time. For the sake of her sanity, she had to try and beg him to give this a chance one more time. He didn’t need to turn her just yet, he just needed to take a leap of faith with her and rewrite the last pages.

The night of full moon rolled around and she had said her goodbyes to others with no regrets, they were all dear to her, but not like a certain someone. She had a smile on her face until she saw Leo. He was late and he looked like a mess, he was probably just awoken by Comte to come and tell his goodbyes with a smile, just like he promised. But deep down she knew she needed to fight back against the destiny if she ever wanted to have peace in her soul and a happy ending.

“I- “

“Don’t.” He cut her off, quite harshly. It was clear, this story has ended. He was still hurting because of her request the other night. Deep down he wanted to give it a shot, to try and imagine just a bit of his future with her, but he couldn’t. He was bound by a deal and by a promise that he can’t even keep that he will let her go. It was for her own good. It was so she can find a lover in her time and choose to live and die with him when the time comes for that and not turn into a vampire trying to catch up to his life span.

But he couldn’t use gentle words, he couldn’t find them at least. He was deeply hurt and he thought that it’s better if he was seen as a monster in her eyes, as a someone who should be forgotten. So, he told her just what first came to his mind.

“Go. Just go.” Were the last words she heard from the man she loved. She couldn’t believe her ears for a moment. Everyone was gone already, giving them a bit of privacy before the undestined lovers had to say their goodbyes. She felt tears well up in her eyes before she ran through the door with an unexplainable pain in her chest mocking her and telling her that it was over. Destiny won and the tale was officially over.

He fell to his knees and finally cried, after so long, his heart was now open just like the time travelling door was, but he closed them both off, just awaiting his end with soft sobbing like both him and Comte have predicted. He was finally a broken man and he had no knowledge how to fix himself. He didn’t even realize that he never said goodbye with a smile as he promised he would a month ago.

She came back to her hotel room in 21st century Paris and took off the watch from her hand. She felt like her heart had stopped beating that day and so has the watch…

  The end.

#i'm sorry i tried #here have some angst on christmas #ikevamp leonardo #ikevam leo #ikevam leonardo #ikemen vampire leoanrdo #ikemen vampire fanfiction #ikemen vampire fanfic #ikevamp fanfic #ikevamp fanfiction #ikevamp leonardo fanfiction #ikemen vampire angst #ikevamp angst #ikemen vampire leonardo angst #🥭

[littlewitty]

NSFW-ISH Comte and Leo making out:

They have definielty made out in the Thermae. Period...

Happens more than they let on. This took about 5 hours to do lol but I’m proud of it

#ikemen vampire #ikevamp #cybird #ikevam #otome game #ikevam comte #ikevamp leonardo #ikevam leo #ikevamp comte #ikemen vampire leo #ikemen vampire comte #ikevamp leo #ikemen vampire leonardo #ikemen art #ikevamp art

[arthotsglasses]

Ikevam & DL chibis making into stickers!

Thank you all for asking to make my previous sketches into actual stuff! I wasn't able to get to make them into keychains yet, but stickers will hope to arrive for Fanexpo Canada for end of August!

Tagging those who were interested: @candied-boys @strawberry-scum @cowboy-rowlet @koumeowkami

#fanart #diabolik lovers #otome #dl #ikemen vampire #ikevamp #ikemen series #ikevam #yuma mukami #ikevamp mozart #ikevamp jean #ikevamp isaac #ikevamp dazai #ikevamp leonardo #ikevamp leo #stickers #mukami yuma

[arsnovacadenza]

Commissioned from Ver | Twitter | Instagram | Ko-fi

Do not repost. Reblog only.

Well, this was the weirdest commission idea I’ve ever ordered from anyone. But it’s summer, so...

#ikemen vampire #ikevam fanart #ikevamp leonardo da vinci #ikevamp leonardo #ikevam leo

[pseudofaux]

Hello admin❤ How are you doing? I want three HC for leonardo (ikevamp) treating his S/O because she's on her period🩸And thank you ,have a nice day🌼🍃

Hello, I am doing well, thank you! I hope you are well or better!

It would be so nice to be spoiled when you are uncomfortable, wouldn’t it? He’s a tease when she is well but I bet he’s a complete pushover when she doesn’t feel well (...and also continues teasing 😏). I hope these will make you smile.

(I did not go the “a period only stops a sentence, baby” route for these but if anyone else wants to ask about THAT, or even something less❣️, requests are open until May 1 and readers are welcome to send one in!)

Leo has always been around women and he’s not squeamish, so he’s actually one of the better vamps to have near when she is suffering. He is not going to fuss over her openly, because he wants to protect her discretion. Not shame, only her own discretion, he thinks this is hers to talk about or not as she decides. But he will take it as a matter of course that her body aches and she could use a little extra kindness and honey and privacy. His room is always open to her but he might ask, specifically, if she wants to come hide there with him. He:

Asks Sebastian for hot water bottles (he’s direct with Sebas that the bottles are for him, Leonardo da Vinci, and Sebastian bows and says of course and then takes them to whereever she is, which is only usually Leonardo’s room). Orders treats from the city for her in advance (the man keeps calendars, he’s not creepy about it but he does want to help her), bonbons and macarons with her favorite fillings, and then isn’t even too big a devil about giving them to her. Only a few at a time though, zuccherita, you’ll make yourself feel worse. I’ll eat the rest. No? Hmm, I suppose you are pathetic... alright, I’ll eat half.

If she’s up for company, he tries to take her mind off things by showing her interesting folios and origami he thinks are beautiful. Her showing him how to make a paper airplane is one of his his happiest memories, he sometimes writes down a bawdy or silly joke and sends it to her via paper airplane from across the room and he keeps all the ones she sends to him. ❤

He knows she’s weak for his voice and he definitely puts that to her advantage when she’s miserable. He sits in bed and lets her lay back against his chest until she finds a bearable spot, then puts one warm hand on her belly and another over her forehead and eyes to fight the headache. Richieste, cara? Then he’ll sing her a very old song, something calm and low, until she is fully relaxed. He feels accomplished if he gets her to doze off.

#ikevamp hcs #ikevamp leo #ikevam leo #ikevamp leonardo #ikevam leonardo #now i super super super hc the paper airplane thing #reminds me of anng's excellent Leonardo thread(s) on twitter!

[mikotomizuki]

https://twitter.com/killamons/status/1270771123907633152?s=19

Me, a thirsty Leo stan:

#ikemen vampire #ikevamp #ikevamp leonardo #ikevam #ikevamp memes #ikevam leo #this tweet speaks to my soul #me in a nutshell tbfh #also thanks to jane for thinking of me when she saw this tweet #maanawa #gotta love them tiddies

[radiologicaluncertainty]

Ikemen Vampire Second Impressions

Link to my first impressions is here!

Spoilers for Leonardo’s route.

I officially completed my second IkeVamp route, Leonardo! To be honest, I enjoyed reading it every day. I did prefer Napoleon. Napoleon could be “First Route Syndrome” and I will probably prefer other characters and routes the more I read but I still liked his a lot.

I really enjoy how Leo was attracted to MC from the beginning. I like how MC slowly fell in love (she acknowledged the attraction, the crush, and love). 

The Nickname 😭 (I melted everytime he said cara mia - which was ALOT 😂 hehe every second sentence?!.)

I LOVE that we see le Comte and Leo’s background. (I ship them). When Comte says to Sebastian “we’re here to save you too!” :’)

He is so selfless to MC, truly desiring the best for her, he had my whole heart when he saw her despairing and just needed to step in and do something. The small errands.

I also love that the excuse for how Leonardo achieved so much in his “lifetime” is because he is a vampire. 😂

The biggest obstacle is that Leonardo is a immortal vampire, which is why he did not want to pursue MC for obvious reasons. In the story event First Love pt 2 Arthur’s route:

A difficult decision :(

I am now playing Vincent route 3. Although not usually my favorite type of character I adored him from the beginning.

In my first post I acknowledged that my impressions will change so I added the impressions of some characters here!:

Comte - I love how powerful he is! Classy authority. I really like reading about his background with Leonardo. I am seeing some Comte haters on tumblr and I am genuinely curious - is it because he comes across at times as patronizing/sly/sarcastic/insincere? If you dislike him please let me know! I will not judge at all we can respect each opinions :) I just really want to know.

Arthur - I could see why he was so popular but actually I find him a bit creepy and pushy. Also he was growing on me in the latest event. I will need to read his route to make a better judgement.

Vincent - still an angel! I am reading his route now and I am in the early stages and I love it.

Theodorus - very much growing on me.

Shakespeare - I disliked him at first but he is also growing on me?! I still feel sorry for him because he looks lonely. I am finding him more attractive...However I am seeing some of the hate on Vincent’s route I am so curious to find what happens! It seems like whatever happens on Vincent’s route, could change this impression completely... :O

Please anyone let me know your thoughts or anything you want to say and discuss but keep in mind I have only read Napoleon and Leonardo so no spoilers for the other routes please ^___^

#ikevamp #ikevam #ikemen #ikemen vampire #cybird #otome #ikevam leo #ikevam leonardo #ikevamp leonardo #ikevamp leo #ikevamp comte #ikevam comte