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One More Wedding (Scenario Event) // Count

lol whoops uh.... i wanted to post this before the event ended. but uh

this year, only a select number of charas had been given routes for the June Bride event. those ranked 1st-9th in last year’s election got a scenario event route. very niceu

but instead of this event being yet another “what if wedding”, this event is actually a sequel of last year’s (Only One Wedding). so it’s really an anniversary event as the setting is one year after their wedding. what they actually do for their anniversary depends on the guy, but most of them don’t have a huge, special celebration for their anniversary and just kind of.... live their lives. which is realistic yes but felt like false advertising and also forced the epilogues to have weird non sequitur endings

I did cover Only One Wedding last year, so if you need a bad refresher for w/e reason i gotchu

Spoilers under the cut!! Please credit if you take any of it, thenk u (･ω･*)

…

It was a fine afternoon—

[Kara]: “Count, a letter has arrived for you.” I had come to the Count’s room, a letter addressed to him in hand. [Count]: “Thank you. …Ah, I see.” From just looking at the sender, he appeared to have guessed what the letter was.

[Kara]: “…? What’s the letter about?” [Count]: “Once every several years, there is a party for exclusively purebloods.” [Count]: “I think that this may be an invitation to such. —Mhm, and so it is.” Opening the envelope he scanned the letter, and a complicated look marked his features. [Count]: “I shall send out my refusal notice for the party right after this.” (Refusal? Why would- …Ah.)

[Kara]: “Um, if you’re refusing to go because of me, you don’t have to hold yourself back like that, you know?” If it’s a party for purebloods only, then it would be impossible for me to come with him— So I thought that perhaps he was refusing out of consideration for me.

[Count]: “Oh my, I would like it if you wouldn’t say such coldhearted things.” [Kara]: “Hm?” [Count]: “Even if it were a magnificent evening party, or hosted at a beautiful location— it’s all meaningless if you’re not next to me.” [Count]: “As the place where I belong, Kara, is by your side.” [Kara]: “…gh,” With those gold eyes focused on me, my heart skipped a beat.

[Count]: “In any case, I shall decline going to the party.” [Count]: “—The party is on the day of our anniversary, anyway.” [Count]: “I wish to spend such an important day with my beloved wife.” He looked directly at me, an elegant smile on his lips. (But… if it’s a chance to gather with specifically other purebloods, then shouldn’t he…?)

I’ve heard that there are only a few purebloods around, so I felt remorse at him turning down such a rare opportunity. [Kara]: “…I wish I was able to go to the party with you, but…”

[Count]: “Do you… want to go to the party?” [Kara]: “Ah- It was just a thought that suddenly popped into my head… Since it’s a party for only purebloods, it’s impractical.” Though I let my true thoughts spill out of me – albeit carelessly – I regretted my thoughtlessness. (If I go around saying unreasonable things, it’ll only trouble him.)

[Count]: “…No; although humans are typically not allowed to come, you are my wife.” [Count]: “Kara… Would you like to come to the party with me?” [Kara]: “Is it okay for me to go?” [Count]: “Mhm. But regardless— if you don’t want to go, then I won’t force you to come, of course.” [Kara]: “No; there’s no way I wouldn’t want to…!”

[Count]: “However, you may feel anxious, being surrounded by purebloods…” [Count]: “And within said group, there are those who take great pride in being pureblooded.” [Count]: “Not all purebloods think that way... but I sense that you may feel suffocated by it all.” [Count]: “With that in mind— Do you still wish to go?” (He’s taking great care to make sure I won’t be put in an unpleasant situation if I were to step foot in a place of only purebloods.) Knowing that he really did initially reject the invitation because of me, I was touched by his thoughtfulness. (But…)

[Kara]: “I… would like to learn more about you, and other purebloods as well.” I’m not too familiar with pureblood vampires besides that of the Count and Leonardo.

⋆ i guess she just wiped her mind of vlad. tho being thrown into an unstable time void is pretty traumatic so well. thats fine

One year has passed since my marriage to the Count, and truly joyful things have happened within that span of time. —But compared to the life of a pureblood, that amount of time is still incredibly short. (Since I want to walk side-by-side with him in the future as well… I’ve ended up wanting to know more about him.)

[Count]: “I understand. With that answer, I shall send out a notice of attendance.” [Kara]: “I’m sorry for asking too much of you — Thank you…!” [Count]: “The one wanting to voice their gratitude should be me. There’s something to look forward to, for one.” [Kara]: “Something to… look forward to?”

I tilted my head before he pulled my waist towards himself, an enraptured smile on his face.

[Count]: “I’m happy that I’ll be able to introduce you as my wife, you know.” [Kara]: “!” My face grew hot and heart gave a loud thump at how close he was. [Kara]: “I-I’m grateful you feel that way. I’m… happy, too.” In my shyness, my voice had faltered towards the end.

Seeing me like this, his eyes narrowed with a quiet huff. [Count]: “…Kara, you’re always so innocent.” [Kara]: “S-Sorry. We’ve been married for almost a year now, and yet I…” [Count]: “What are you apologizing for? I was just thinking about how my wife’s loveliness never fails to bring a smile to my face.”

[Count]: “…At any rate, one year has already passed since our wedding, hm?” [Kara]: “Hehe, it’s strange. It feels nostalgic, yet at the same time feels like it was only yesterday.”

…

[Kara]: “I think— To you, this world only exists to pass forward, on and on. But, my own feelings have remained unchanged…” [Kara]: “Like this flower that cannot wither away, and like the life of a vampire— For eternity, I devote myself to give you, Abel, an unchanging love.” [Count]: “—…gh,” [Kara]: “Abel?” [Count]: “…Honestly, just now I wanted to hug you with all my might… but it would be a pity if I crushed the flower.” [Count]: “Kara, you becoming my partner for life, for me— it makes me the happiest in the world…”

…

[Kara]: “You’ve been faithfully cherishing that flower since then, huh.” Even now, by the hourglass— The flower from that day, the one that cannot wilt…

The preserved white rose is beautifully on display... without even a speck of dust, looking the same as it always has.

[Count]: “You swore your love to me onto that (rose); It’s only natural for me to cherish it, no?” He stared directly at me, and a chord sweetly strung within my heart.

Proud of our feelings that hadn’t changed even after a year, I felt true happiness at being able to be by his side—….

…

And so, time passed in the blink of an eye— and the day of our anniversary came at last. During the day, everyone at the manse gave plenty of felicitations our way. —And after the day had come to a close, the Count and I were aboard a stagecoach to the party venue.

…

[Count]: “…Kara, are you nervous?” I had been looking out the window when the Count suddenly spoke. [Kara]: “My heart’s pounding a bit… but I’m all right.” Even when I initially came to this era, I had no experience in going to parties— and now this party is a gathering of purebloods to boot. My heart thumped at the unfamiliar occasion, but I had neither anxiety nor fear.

[Kara]: “If you’re by my side, I’m invincible no matter the time or place.” The world of high society that was unfamiliar to me, and even this very time period itself— Because he’s always next to me, pulling my hand— my anxiety vanishes, and my heart shines. [Count]: “Kara…” His expression quietly bloomed into a smile, and he looked at me with a gentle gaze. [Count]: “…As purebloods live forever, many of them hold different values than that of humans.” [Count]: “And not all of those values are beautiful; I feel that during the party, there will be those who look at you strangely.” [Count]: “But I believe… that with you, it shall be all right. And so, I would like you to relax those shoulders and enjoy yourself.” [Kara]: “Okay!”

My heart throbbing, the stagecoach had arrived at the party venue…

…

When we entered the party hall, the saloon was already occupied with a few smatterings of men and women clad in gorgeous costumes. The place itself was quite spacious and extravagant, but there were not that many people around. (Since there are only a few purebloods, the atmosphere and number of guests are different than that of the usual party, huh?)

[Count]: “Dancing will be at the end of tonight’s party; So until then, we chat freely over drinks.” [Count]: “It’s not anything special, so you don’t need to act particularly humble.” [Kara]: “I see…”

[Count]: “I’ll fetch us some drinks. Wait for me.” [Kara]: “Thank you.” I headed towards the wall and observed the venue once more.

Everyone was clad in chic dresses and other formalwear— and also... were quite young and beautiful. However, there was a mysterious air to them, one where I could sense that they’ve (all) certainly lived for several years— and I was overwhelmed. (So this... is a pureblood’s party…) I felt that the biggest difference from that of “human” parties was undeniably the scent of blood drifting throughout the venue. The liquid in the glasses everyone was holding… was most certainly Rouge.

⋆ ……barf. bruh the iron scent of blood makes me go HRGH every time. and i get nosebleeds often i gotta hope being a vampire makes blood smell like hawaiian punch idk

[Count]: “Sorry to have kept you waiting.” The Count returned, handing me a glass of red wine. [Kara]: “Thank you, Count.” We smiled to each other, when some unfamiliar women approached us.

[Pureblood Woman 1]: “The Count of Saint Germain— It has been quite a long time since last I saw you.” [Pureblood Woman 2]: “There’s been rumors that you’ve gotten married, but is your partner tonight your wife?” [Count]: “Yes, let me introduce you to her. This is my wife, Kara.” [Kara]: “It is a pleasure to meet you both; my name is Kara.” The women who seemed to be his acquaintances then curtsied, holding the skirts of their dresses as they bowed.

[Pureblood Woman 1]: “…So, you’re not a vampire, correct?” [Kara]: “Ah- …Yes. I’m human.” [Pureblood Woman 1]: “…Ah. I see.” The women stared intently at me. Though this may not be a very good way to put it, I felt that their gazes were evaluating me somehow.

[Pureblood Woman 2]: “…Well then. We’re going to go say hello to some of the others, so.” With an audibly-blunt tone to her words, the women departed, their dresses fluttering.

(…As one would presume, the human wife of the Count is someone people just won’t accept.)

[Count]: “…Sorry about that. Those women are ones who believe in the maintaining of purity within vampires.” [Count]: “Now, it doesn’t mean that everyone here holds those same beliefs, but… they’ve already made you uncomfortable, alas.” [Kara]: “You don’t have to apologize for something like that.” [Kara]: “Being able to accompany you to this marvelous place as your wife, makes me a very lucky woman.” Not wanting him to attend to me as we did bother to go to the party, I showed him a cheerful smile. [Count]: “Kara…” He brought his lips to my ear, dropping to a whisper:

[Count]: “…Thank you, Kara. I am a blessed man, too.” [Kara]: “…nh,” As there are others around, his lips separated from me in an instant; But that single moment was enough to make my heart throb. (Him catching me off guard like that… is always going to make my heart jump, huh…?)

[Count]: “Well, the party has only begun. Shall we go get supper?” [Count]: “And don’t act so reserved— Today is our anniversary too, after all.” [Count]: “Your time here should be all about getting a smile on that face.” [Kara]: “Hehe, thank you. Then I’ll take up on your offer, and enjoy myself to the fullest until the very end!”

And so, as we greeted the other vampires and tasted the food, the night wore on—

…

Quite a bit of time had passed since the party started, and the friendly chatter around me had grown livelier as well. I was about to return to the saloon from the washroom, when I could hear the voices of some women.

[Pureblood Woman 1]: “Just what is going on in the head of that Count of Saint Germain?” [Pureblood Woman 1]: “We purebloods must continue our bloodlines, and yet he goes and takes a human as his spouse.” [Pureblood Woman 2]: “Just leave them be. Someone like a human partner… At any rate, I know that sort of thing won’t work out, sooner or later.” (…ah-)

(I already know that there are those who are against our marriage, but…) Their conversation stung my heart. (I… have a pathetic look on my face right now, don’t I?) If the Count were to see my face right now… he would definitely be concerned. Thinking that, I went out to get some fresh air to regain my composure.

(To those who believe in blood purity, it’s only proper to get married to someone of the same kind.)

[Count]: “Kara.” [Kara]: “Huh…? What are you doing here, Count?” [Count]: “You hadn’t returned in quite some time, so I went looking for you.” [Kara]: “Ah… Sorry for making you worry. The- The stars are beautiful tonight, so I was stargazing.” Though I had tried to keep my dejection from showing, the Count proceeded to stare at me silently.

[Count]: “You have a glum look on your face. Did something happen?” [Count]: “Did someone… say something to you?” [Kara]: “nh- No, I really am okay.” [Count]: “…”

[Count]: “Kara, do you— regret marrying me?” [Kara]: “!” [Kara]: “No, never.” [Kara]: “No matter what has happened or may happen, I have never ever regretted marrying you.” [Kara]: “The feeling of being so grateful to have been able to meet you, has never changed…” I answered him from the heart, and he then softly enveloped me in his arms.

[Count]: “…It is the same for me.” His voice spilled into my ears— concealing from the rest of the world, a heat that melted my heart. [Count]: “I feel that I’ve done a cruel thing, bringing you to a place like this—”

[Count]: “But the fact that I am pureblooded is something that cannot be changed.” [Count]: “When you said that you wished to learn more about me, I was so happy that I took advantage of your words.” [Count]: “However… as a result, I’ve hurt you.”

[Kara]: “…No, it’s not like that at all.” [Kara]: “Abel, it’s not the fact that I don’t know much about vampires.”

[Kara]: “But, you see, this past year… I’ve been next to a pureblood who’s kinder than anyone else…” It absolutely cannot be that I dislike or am afraid of purebloods; As the person I love most in this entire world… is a pureblood vampire. [Kara]: “And that is why nothing is painful to me, and nothing is frightening to me.” As if it were magic, his very being gives me a courage, a tenderness. [Kara]: “From now on, no matter who’s against me— I’m going to try my hardest to gain their approval one day.” [Kara]: “I told you before, didn’t I? With you simply being by my side, I’m invincible no matter the time or place!”

⋆ ok i think the logic is hard to follow so i feel the need to explain “ive made u sad by bringing u here, a place full of pureblood vampires - the terrifying side of me” → “no, it’s not the vampire stuff that makes me sad” → “but i have to be stronger against ppl who dont like me. and i can be stronger bc you’re with me” does that help idk

Abel, having been staring at me, eventually broke into a smile. [Count]: “You… really are amazing, hm. It feels just as if I’m being spectacularly proposed to.”

⋆ the term he uses is closer to “the greatest proposal” or “the best proposal”, but i wanted to maintain the implication that it's a marriage proposal (rather than a general proposal)

[Count]: “However, I too harbor feelings about how dear you are to me— and they simply cannot be suppressed.” He took my hand, whispering oh so sweetly:

[Count]: “…Kara. Let me propose to you once more.”

PREMIUM END // “His Vow”

[Count]: “…Kara. Let me propose to you once more.” [Count]: “Until I met you, As a pureblood… there had been times where I anguished over the concept of living forever. [Count]: “But, what I had told you a year ago was not a lie… No,” [Count]: “My earnest feelings for you have actually deepened further, greater than what they were a year ago.” Joining the heartfelt feelings that had accumulated over the past year with the words he had uttered on the day of our wedding, he delivered them once more.

[Count]: “With this ceaseless life of mine, I am proud to be able to uphold my unchanging love to you.” [Count]: “…I love you, Kara. For ages to come, I shall continue to devote this eternity to you.” [Kara]: “Yes, Abel… I love you too.”

Standing close, we smiled to each other before coming together for a kiss.

Though I am still human right now— I will be turned into a vampire someday. I think that an eternal life isn’t filled with only beautiful and joyful things. (Even so... On those days where sadness erupts, I shall recall the day of our wedding, when we had sworn our love to one another… and also what had happened today.)

As if to carve this happiness onto my heart, I pressed my lips to his—

…

Having reaffirmed our feelings for one another, we returned to the saloon.

At tonight’s party, there were indeed several vampires who were kind to me upon our hellos. Those who were not, however, still scrutinized me as if I were a hindrance. (But I just don’t care. The Count is by my side, after all…)

[Count]: “…Ah, that’s right. Kara, I forgot to tell you one thing.” [Kara]: “Hm?” [Count]: “You said before that you’re going to work hard to receive everyone’s approval, but,” [Count]: “You’re splendid as is— It’s just that everyone else doesn’t know of your charm.”

[Count]: “Thus, you should let those onlookers observe you for as much as they want.” [Kara]: “Count…” At that moment, a waltz began to play in the room.

[Count]: “Oh, is it time to dance?” [Count]: “Kara; your hand.” [Kara]: “…Yes.” Joining the melody, we both step in time.

When I first came to this time period, I was unfamiliar with this sort of dance. But now, because I’m with the Count, I can dance as if feathers had sprouted on my back. (He’s taken me to countless balls…) (Even with my poor dancing, he accompanied me with nary a reluctant face… It’s all thanks to him.)

[Count]: “Kara.” He then called my name as we danced, a soft whisper.

[Count]: “…Have you noticed? Everyone… is looking at us.” Upon his words, I took a peek at the expressions of those around us as we stepped in time. (gh- It’s true. Everyone’s eyes… are on us.) And on top of that - the ones from before were not wearing scrutinizing, displeased gazes. Everyone, their eyes whisked away, looked at us as if spellbound. [Kara]: “Your steps, are truly beautiful… so it’s all thanks to you.” [Count]: “Not so. If you were not my partner, then I simply could not dance as merrily as I am right now.” True to his claim he wore a jubilant smile, his dance steps reflecting such (joy) as well. He acted beautifully, gallantly… and most of all, with a lively air. The gesture of his smile made even myself, the one who’s always by his side, entranced.

[Count]: “We’re more in harmony with each other than anyone else. Isn’t that right?” [Kara]: “Hehe, that’s right…!”

The Count is beautiful regardless of who he dances with; but the person most in sync with him is definitely me— I’m able to believe that because his gold eyes directly reflect myself within them. (No matter what anyone says… I just cannot give up this spot to anyone.)

When the piece had ended and the dance having concluded, an applause erupted with loud cheering. Everyone around was looking at us, their eyes shining. (…We were able to express our feelings towards each other - just a little bit - to the crowd, huh?) My heart tickled thinking about it. Exchanging smiles with the Count, we were enveloped in endless applause—

…

Time had passed in an instant during the party, and now it was time for everyone to go their separate ways.

[Pureblood Woman 1]: “…Lady Kara. If I may… have you for a moment?” The women who we had greeted first at the party spoke up. [Pureblood Woman 1]: “When I saw your dance with the Count just before, it…” [Pureblood Woman 1]: “It conveyed that even if you are human, you two at least earnestly love each other.” (…!)

[Pureblood Woman 2]: “As a pureblood, it doesn’t mean I can acknowledge you right away, but,” [Pureblood Woman 2]: “…I must apologize for acting rudely towards you. I’m sorry.” [Kara]: “No, you don’t have to… Um- But,” [Kara]: “If it’s all right with you, then someday… if I could even have simply a proper conversation with you, I’d be quite happy.”

Whether it’s the difference in lifespan or the concept of (having) descendants— I think that there’s several reasons why they cannot accept me. It doesn’t seem like it’ll be easy to close that gap, and it’ll definitely require more time to get to know each other. (I just don’t know about things like the pureblood way of life and the pain they experience.) (But… I want to know, I think.) Even if our lives are indeed different, I don’t want to give up on finding a compromise.

The Count, standing next to me, smiled without a word. In our future, as eons pass, I want to prove to this person that I will make him truly happy—

…

[Count]: “…Thank you, Kara.” On the stagecoach home, the Count had made a statement. [Kara]: “…? I haven’t done anything to deserve gratitude, you know.” [Count]: “It’s for coming to the party, by my side, today.” [Count]: “It’s also… for being by my side up until now. I just wanted to properly thank you for that.” He brought his body closer to mine, intertwining our fingers.

[Kara]: “Abel…?”

[Count]: “…Today was not only the day of the party— but also of our anniversary, no?” [Count]: “Starting now… is the time between only a husband and his wife.”

...

—Having returned to the manse, Abel gave me his love in his room. Our lips melded over and over in hot kisses… And, exploring the inside of my mouth, his soft tongue tangled with mine.

[Kara]: “Hh… ngh, uh-“ Every time our tongues moved, a wet sound echoed between us, and I shivered as pleasure crept up my body. Repeating our countless kisses, the feeling of wanting him more stirred within me, impossible to hold down. Desiring him I wrapped my tongue with his, and our kisses gradually deepened.

[Count]: “Kara…” His sighs burned, his own desire for me conveyed through the heat.

[Count]: “Kara— How do you want it?” [Count]: “Tonight, I want to bring you to ecstasy.” [Count]: “Do you want me to be gentle? Or rather, do you want to be loved fiercely?” [Kara]: “I want you to… do what you want to me.” [Kara]: “That’s what… makes me happiest.” [Count]: “…I see. So you wish to be loved senseless, do you?”

[Kara]: “Nn-… A-Ah—…” He smoothly stroked my waist with his fingers drawn in a sensual fingering, my now-sensitive body visibly reacting to the simple touch.

⋆ “fingering”, as in the way one shapes their fingers when they do something. i didn’t want to take the wimpy way out and just say fingers cuz if they really wanted that, they wouldve said fingers. weh!! it’s usually used in terms of musical fingering, so i can see it being perhaps a slight allusion to his violin playing? idk maybe thats giving them too much credit

[Count]: “…You truly are adorable, Kara.” [Count]: “Tonight, I shall teach you once more the bliss of becoming my wife.”

On the night of our anniversary… we loved each other more deeply, more obscenely than ever before.

(FIN)

⋆ tl;dr the other ending (“her vow”) has the MC pretty much repeat her part of the vow from their wedding. they dance alone on the balcony. then they make their way out of the venue as the party ends and before they leave, she goes to the vampire women from before and apologizes for coming to the party. they go to the church from the aisare ending (the one where they first exchanged vows) blabla cute

EXTRA // “A Letter for 50 Years from Now”

⋆ so if u buy the special card set, u get a special ministory where the 3 romantic interests (of each event “part”, so this story also had vincent and leo) write a letter dedicated to their waifu 50 yrs from now (like a time capsule, in the Count’s own words). the text below is of the Count’s letter only.

To my wife, Kara, whom I love:

Right now, while imagining what a future with you would look like, I am writing this letter to you. I wonder what you’ll be doing, 50 years from this moment? Maybe pouring black tea in the manse, as you’ve always done? Or perhaps you’re acting shy, clad in a dress I had given to you as a gift?

I also wonder… if you’re walking by my side, within a time equal to eternity. Whether or not “that” has occurred by the time you read this letter— The time I spend with you is so precious and dear to me that even a single moment could rival this eternity. In the future as well, I want to continue living - together with you - as the generations pass, And that is why I shall continue to swear to you, again and again: That with this everlasting life of mine, I shall devote my eternal love to you. I love you, Kara.

With Eternal Love, Your Husband, Abel

P.S. I think that the you of 50 years from now already knows this, but I have resolved to propose to you every year on our anniversary. Please, when you finish reading this letter— Will you let the man by your side give his 51st proposal to you?

FIN

……….u kno i really said to myself, i feel like i should probably get this out before the event ends cuz itll feel weird otherwise cuz anniversary events are gonna fire up right after WELL. things dun always work out kind of meh about how this one shaped out, so sorry if it reads funky cuz ik crie

please buy the epilogue if/when you can!! or just… buy stuff on ikevam when u feel like it. like idk buy a story set sometimes. do a few daily gacha rolls and then gtfoh cuz the gacha is a scam

so the next Count thing of content isnt until around the next collection event (theyre having another scenario event cuz i guess the schedule doesnt work out within 1 month otherwise) and that’s not until the middle of the month so uh dun expect an explosion of stuff from me i guess. i mean not like i ever do but just uh tempering expectations

as always, thanks for reading!

#ikevam #ikemen vampire #spoilers #comte de saint germain #ikevam tl #yargh hope the formatting didnt explode

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miminorenai · 3 years

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On the day the snow fluttering down, I found you. “...Have we ever met somewhere?” The person opens his deep crimson eyes wide... In this beautiful and cruel world — the fate with you begins to revolve.

CHAPTER 01

As I breathe in the air that contained the fluttering down snow, the cold that could freeze the heart erodes my body.

But, I can’t stop here and just solely run through the corridor where the moonlight doesn’t even reach.

A dazzling scent of blood that wafts through the air from outside mercilessly stirring up my heart.

I continue to run, run, and run...and then.

As if I was guided by something, I step inside a strange room and lay my hands on the closet door.

While opening the door in front of me, lukewarm tears spilled from my eyes —

MC “...!”

(Just now...a dream...?)

As I get up and look around, a familiar scenery spreading out,

And the room filled with tender morning sun that had just risen, as if to bring me back to reality from my dream.

I wipe out my eyes that are wet with tears with the back of my hands, and my mind is puzzled.

(...It was a strange dream, such dream that felt so realistic that it tightened my heart.)

(Come to think of it, even the night I just came to this mansion, I had a dream which hinted at something.)

(I’m sure I had a dream like this —)

The knocks at the door interrupt my thought, and when I reply...

Napoleon “Good morning, Mimi.”

MC “Napoleon! What happened to you? You rarely get up at this hour.”

Napoleon “You would always wake me up, so today consider this as a return favor.”

Let me do something unusual today...muttering, Napoleon approaches me and looks into my face.

Napoleon “Since today, you’ll be leaving this mansion.”

Napoleon’s words vividly brings back the memory of that crescent night.

Napoleon “What are you doing there?” MC “...Who’s there?” MC “Pardon. Do you know how to open this door? I’m trying to get back to musée.” Napoleon “What’s that? ‘Get back?’ You’re not telling me you came through that door?”

Just one month after I got lost in this world...I’m going through the door again and return to my original world.

(Despite thinking about wanting to go back so much, it’s strange though. To think I feel lonely to leave everyone now.)

The hand that protected me from the first day strokes and tousles my hair, in order to comfort my sentiment.

MC “Wah,,,!”

Napoleon “If you’re sad, you have to enjoy our last time spend together to the fullest.”

MC “Eh...?”

Napoleon “The usual you would say it like that, right? ...Come on, let’s go. Everyone’s been waiting.”

MC “Yeah...!”

I spend the lively day like usual with everyone, and at the moment the waning moon appears in the sky,

I stand in front of the door leading to my original world, with only one bag.

Arthur “Oh-oh, is Ai-chan possibly crying? How cute~”

Isaac “I-It’s not that I’m crying! You look lonely yourself, Arthur-san.”

Leonardo “Kuku...these guys are so *disorganized to the very end, aren’t they bad, Mimi?”

(*締まらない - loose, slovenly, sloppy

I shake my head and stare at each and one of them, so that I could engrave them in my memory.

(...The time I spent together with everyone who lives in an equal time to eternity might be just a moment.)

(But I will never forget this encounter. Forever, and ever...)

I feel like I’m going to cry at this rate, so I bow deeply.

MC “It was a short time, but thank you for taking care of me! Everyone, please stay healthy...”

Comte “Well then, I’ll open the door.”

Comte’s hand slowly opens the door...but.

Comte “What...is this?”

As I follow Comte’s line of sight, there’s —

(...What’s this?)

The space waves around, and the field of vision shakes violently in front of the sight of the strange mixture of light and darkness.

Comte “Everyone, get down!”

Napoleon “Mimi, come over here...!”

The instant Napoleon pulls my arm, Comte immediately slams the door shut.

Napoleon “...What happened?”

MC “...”

Comte “...Mimi, take this warm tea. Drink and it should calm you down a little.”

MC “Thank you, Comte...”

I pour the warm tea into my throat in Comte’s room, but the turmoil doesn’t subsided at all.

(...The other side of the door should be connected to Louvre Museum, and yet.)

MC “Have it ever been like that behind the door...?”

Comte “I’d jumped over space and time many times over since I built that door...but this kind of thing is the first for me.”

Comte “I can open that door again in a month. But...I don’t know whether it could go back to how it was.”

(...Such thing.)

(Then, I can’t return to my original world for a while, I suppose...?)

(Um, that’s still way better.)

— Better than the possibility of never going back, ever again.

As I was attacked by anxiety that feels like slowly filling up from the bottom of my stomach...

Comte “Mimi...I promised to send you back safely without fail on the day you got lost in this world.”

Comte “But even then...”

I’m surprised by his spilled straining voice.

(...I was preoccupied and engrossed about it myself, but I’m sure everyone is feeling shaken too.)

And if I look anxious, everyone would try to do something about it.

Even if it’s a problem without a solution.

(Because everyone in this mansion is...nothing but strong and extremely kind people.)

After spending a month, everyone became so precious — that’s why.

(I don’t want to make everyone sad or worried by showing an anxious face. Then, what I’m going to do is —)

MC “Don’t look like that, Comte. I have only a favor to ask of you.”

Comte “What is it, just say the word.”

MC “Can you take care of me in this mansion again for a while?”

The next day after my way to return was shut, my time’s beginning to move again.

My life for a month and the first day in the mansion starts to move again as if nothing had happened yesterday.

MC “I’m going shopping!”

While accompanied by Leonardo-san who said he had business to take care of, we walk around the city that’s engulfed by the signs of winter.

Leonardo “Well then, cara mia. I’m going to finish my errand, so let’s meet up here again.”

Leonardo “This era is still dangerous, so make sure to walk in busy streets with lots of people, okay?”

MC “Yes, I’ll be careful.”

As Leonardo-san takes a step forward, he gazes at me with his amber eyes and opens his lips...

Leonardo “...Are you all right?”

(...Is it okay to be alone, not that he asks out of worry of me going by myself, isn’t he?)

Since I could feel his kindness from the trivial words, I show him a big smile.

MC “I’m all right, be careful too, Leonardo-san!”

Leonardo “Yeah, see you again.”

By the time I’m going outside as I finished buying all the ingredients I had discussed with Sebastian after parting from Leonardo-san...

(Ah...)

When I feel a cold touch on my cheek and look up at the sky, pure white snow fluttering down.

(No wonder it ought to be cold since morning...)

The snow that keeps falling as if it’d forgotten to stop, applying white make up on the city in the blink of an eye.

While even the air is dyed white, people going back and forth unfolding their colorful umbrellas.

The moment I’m about to open my umbrella...

(...?)

As people come and go walking in a quick pace and holding umbrellas, like colorful flowers blooming in the white world,

I was captivated by a person who stops walking and stands alone.

The person suddenly turns his gaze towards the sky without holding an umbrella...

He’s just staring at the sky with fluttering down snow.

(...Frightening, yet a beautiful person. It’s as if he’s a snow spirit...)

(However...)

The profile looking up at the sky somehow tightened the middle of my heart tightly.

The profile is so painful that it almost breaks my heart just by looking at him...

But everyone just passing by, as if they couldn’t see the person standing still.

It seems that somehow he’s the only person left behind in the flowing time...

I was struck by the feeling of him being separated/detached from this world...my legs start to move on their own.

One step, to one step closer...

I unfold the umbrella I’m holding, and hold it out to protect the person from the falling snow.

The bright red umbrella obstructing the view of the white world.

And before I thought about it, the words fall out from my mouth.

MC “What’s happened, for you to have such a lonely face?”

The man with crimson eyes “...”

He slowly turns and that crimson eyes straightly catches hold of me,

And he opens his eyes wide.

(...What’s wrong, I wonder?)

That person's just staring at me as if he forgot to breathe.

MC “Emm...”

The man with crimson eyes “Hey.”

The man with crimson eyes “...Have we ever met somewhere?”

#ikemen vampire #ikevamp #ikevam #vlad #ikevam vlad #I'll try to upload the tl every 2 to 3 days #since I'm working everyday even on weekend

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loveinthemaze · 5 years

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If you post about ikevam, and I’ve recently unfollowed you, it’s most likely because of certain ikevam content that you post. I need to take a break from seeing certain content on my tl since ikevam keeps triggering anxiety attacks in me.

What once was a game I was desperately looking forward to for months has now turned into an unpleasant experience. Ikemen Vampire is an awesome game, I just keep getting reminded of awful stuff through it, and my anxiety is really starting to spiral.

#I’m really tired #I wish I could play it like a normal person

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laurifakristalina · 7 years

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I meant to do the TL for IkeVam’s chara’s profile but Sirius birthday story just killed me so...

*died happily*

#personal

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yakocchi · 3 years

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2021 Anniversary Event Ministories // Count

this post contains 2 ministories: the 4th Anniversary Collection Event (Loved So Much, I Go Breathless) and the 2021 Election Collection Event (Deep Night)

o hey it’s me why did i sandwich two honestly-unrelated stories? bc i can!! actually it’s bc i feel lame when i post too much. which goes against how you’re supposed to use tumblr…. but no one ever said i was good at this

anyway, they serve similar purposes. The Election Event is supposed to be a sort of Anniversary Event, while the..… Anniversary Event is named that. the Count did not!! have a scenario Anniversary Event this year (that was apparently reserved for the top 6. sad but makes sense) so yea, make do w/ this

The Election Story is an AU where the characters are hosts of a host club. which…. not my thing but w/e, maybe some of u like that stuff The Anniversary Event on the other hand is supposed to be in-line with canon. results in corny SHIET but i like corny shiet. like the vlad one has them buying mugs (? thats a thing in the 19th century, corny mug shit? #1 best vampire mug? bruh)

in event chronology, the anni event was way before the election one but i put the election one first here cuz it’s longer (bc i included the prologue)

Spoilers under the cut!! Please credit if you take any of it, thenk u (･ω･*)

Deep Night // Prologue + Count

⋆ didnt screenie anything for the prologue cuz LAZY. just imagine the dumb black shirts they made some poor intern edit on photoshop, thats p much it

…

One city night, the year 20XX—

[Kara]: “Survived another week of hard work, me… haah,” (I finally have the day off tomorrow. It’ll be okay if I let loose a bit tonight, right?) When I was worn out from the monotony of everyday life, I would head over to a certain place for comfort and thrills. And that establishment was—

[Napoleon]: “Welcome to Club Deep Night.”

[Arthur]: “Ah, it’s Kara. You came to see me, right? ‘Been waiting.” [Isaac]: “Hold up, Arthur; she doesn’t come here just to see you, no?” [Dazai]: “Ooh, Isaac; a Host’s jealousy isn’t pretty, you know?” [Dazai]: “Well then, Toshiko-san; Your pick tonight— Wha – is me? No, no, it’s an honor. This will be a night of blinding sensuality very soon—"

[Isaac]: “She hasn’t picked anyone and you’re already going full steam ahead. —And her name isn’t Toshiko.” [Arthur]: “Right, right; Don’t hang with some guy who can’t your name right, Kara— My princess.”

As soon as I entered the club, a smile appeared on my face as a battle of charms began in front of me.

[Napoleon]: “Sheesh… every last one of these rascals are thrilled. Sorry that they’re being so noisy.” [Kara]: “No, no! Whenever I come here, it’s fun and even perks me up.” [Vincent]: “Really? If I’m to be the source of your high spirits, then I’ll make it even livelier in here.” [Vincent]: “I’ll build the champagne tower, and prepare the call!” [Theodorus]: “Hey, Hondje— Hurry and pour the champagne. It’ll be to give gratitude to the angel that’s landed on this city tonight.” [Theodorus]: “If you can be a good girl, I’ll tease and spoil you to bits.”

⋆ in host clubs, there’s a thing called a champagne call. the customer buys some very expensive bubbly, and all of the hosts gather round her table to chant, sing, w/e i was curious on how the localization handled theo’s dog nickname for MC (like 駄犬) cuz if they did a straight translation (mongrel, mutt, etc.), i feel like the western audience would hate him lul. glad they found smth

Everyone tries to entertain me, and in a single moment, their sweet words make me forget about my ordinary life. (It’s nice that everyone is so lively; but shouldn’t I go pick someone for tonight…?)

Troubled about it, arms then suddenly wrapped around my waist on both sides, causing me to cry out. [Faust]: “How long do you intend to go down one by one like that, keeping us men waiting?” [Faust]: “Come on— Please pick someone, and quickly. I can’t say... that I don’t know who you should be choosing.” [Charles]: “Ugh, there goes the cunning Doctor. I wanted to be picked by her, and now you’re doing all this.” [Charles]: “Hey— Pick me, Kara. I’ll do things to you that’ll make you feel good, utterly euphoric...” [Sebastian]: “Stop the Sexy Time. Even though you are a host, please show some restraint within club walls, Charles.” [Sebastian]: “...There being so many rivals vying for Kara’s nomination, is a nuisance.”

[Jeanne]: “If I do things that will make her feel good, will she be thrilled?” [Mozart]: “Jeanne, it’d be a good idea to not emulate what you just saw.”

⋆ “Stop the Sexy Time” is transliterated into kana, so it felt wrong to potentially change it. yes the cringe was not made by me this time. surprisingly also, this is something that gets a bit lost in translation: Charles and Jeanne both use yorokobu, in which the most common meaning is to be pleased, feel joy, etc. however, they use diff kanji which have diff connotations. Charles uses one that’s more abt physical joy (like a massage... or uh u know), while Jeanne uses one that’s more abt emotional joy (like seeing a friend u haven’t met with in a while). it’s supposed to show how dirty minded charles is while jeanne is precious LOL

[Mozart]: “Kara, come over here. You deserve to receive much finer hospitality... So, from me.” [Jeanne]: “If you pick me as well, then I’ll do my very best. Kara, won’t you come with me?” (Urgh- it’s getting more and more impossible to pick just one of them...!)

…

A bit farther away from everyone else, in the backroom— two men were exchanging words with each other: [Shakespeare]: “The moment Kara arrived, everyone became so animated.” [Shakespeare]: “She’s a mysterious one, to be able to draw us masterful hosts towards herself.” [Leonardo]: “Mhm, every single grown man is desperate to get the sweetheart’s attention. [Leonardo]: “Well... maybe I should turn desperate too, hm?”

And in the owner’s quarters, there were also men watching Kara through the club monitors. [Vlad]: “That girl…” [Count]: “You mean Kara? She started frequenting this place a little while ago.” [Count]: “For some reason, I’m always interested… in who she picks each time.” [Vlad]: “Looks like you care quite a lot about one specific customer, dear Owner.” [Vlad]: “Kara… hm?”

…

[Napoleon]: “Regardless, all of the hosts here like you way too much. —To be honest, it makes me anxious.” [Kara]: “Huh-?” (Anxious… as a host? Or… as a man?) His words, honeyed with sweet temptation, made my heart race. His smile then deepened: [Napoleon]: “—Well, Kara; Who’s your pick tonight?”

(End of Prologue)

…

(Count)

[Count]: “So you’ve come, Kara. I’ve been waiting, you know.” I had paid a visit to the host club I always go to, and was invited to the owner’s quarters for some reason.

⋆ how is he still a Count in this AU lul. like yea nobility still exists, but it’s… strange, esp. if someone of nobility is openly running a host club

(Being called up here by the owner… this is the first time that’s ever happened.) I couldn’t come up with a reason why I was the only customer summoned here.

[Count]: “It’s not anything to be nervous about; I just wanted to hear something from you tonight.” [Count]: “You come here often, but you pick someone different every time.” [Count]: “Is there no one here that meets your expectations?” [Kara]: “My expectations?” [Count]: “Mhm. Being unable to satisfy our customers’ needs is an alarming matter.” [Count]: “If none of my kids happen to be your type, I’d like to hear what kind of things you seek.” [Kara]: “N-No… it’s not that none of them are my type;” [Kara]: “It’s just that everyone here is so wonderful, so I can’t pick only one of them.” [Kara]: “They’re cool, kind, great at conversation, and entertain me…” As I thought about the hosts who had surrounded me at the tables up to this point, I voiced my feelings honestly. I then recalled the words the Count had said just a moment ago, and felt a slight discomfort in my heart.

(I’m being honest when I say that I can’t choose between such amazing hosts. But…) (I also think it’s certainly true that “what I seek” is a bit different from them.) (The one I desire is more…) I shifted my eyes to the Count standing before me, and he responded with the composed smile of a mature adult. I was captivated by him at first glance, as a scent of danger seemed to drift from deep within that smiling face.

(But— As the owner himself, the Count’s not going to service a customer, of course…) Regretful, I dropped my gaze— Before I realized the Count had walked over to me. Cradling my chin in his fingers, he turned my head up so I face him.

[Count]: “Contrary to your words… your eyes say that there is something you desire.” [Count]: “Your indecisiveness stems from wanting more stimulation, is it not?” [Count]: “Like this, for example—"

He suddenly pressed his lips to mine. Shocked, I tried to pull away— but the Count gripped my waist in place. He then drew me in closer as if to prevent escape, changing angles countlessly as he took my lips. [Kara]: “Nn-… Don’t. I can’t pick you, the owner, as my host, so…” [Count]: “That unsatisfied-looking face of yours deeply bothers me.” [Count]: “I’m retired, but if you wish it so... For you, I’m willing to make a comeback tonight.” [Count]: “Well, now… go ahead; make your choice?” As if to seduce me, the gleaming gold eyes in front of me radiate this allure. With that, I felt that he could see through the lustful desires that lied within the recesses of my heart, and my body shivered with a subtle numbness. (I’ve never felt this way before.) Wondering what kind of stimulation he would give, I wanted to be toyed by those fingers, those lips… These emotions muddled within me.

(I think the person I’ve wanted all this time... was you from the beginning.)

[Kara]: “Count— Tonight, I’ll have you…” [Count]: “To be chosen by you, is an honor.” [Count]: “I promise to sate your thirst this evening.” [Count]: “—Give yourself to me.”

⋆ or “you can entrust all of yourself to me” if u want smth more awkward but more faithful to the original text

A fervent kiss rained down on me as if to fill what I had been deprived of,

and the night that would far exceed the stimulation I had desired, had just begun—

FIN

⋆ u kno, i did try making the characters sound more 21st century in this AU. but at the same time, the count probably wouldnt be the type to say yeet (aka a useless person) so idt it showed that much

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Loved So Much, I Go Breathless // Count

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Inside a swaying carriage, the Count sat across from me. Staring at me fixedly, he then gave a deep sigh. [Count]: “You are astoundingly beautiful tonight, Kara. —It was good to have left the manse like this.” [Count]: “If we had traversed the streets by foot, then I would have surely faced difficulty in having to shake off the men charmed by you.” [Kara]: “Ah-… D-Don’t play around like that, please.” [Count]: “I’m being completely honest, you know. —Well, if someone were to come near you, I wouldn’t let them lay a finger on you anyway.”

⋆ he says something closer to “those are my true thoughts, without a single lie” but that’s going too far in my arbitrary rules of “does this sound like smth ppl actually say” so whee

(J-Jeez; He always acts like this…) Wanting to mislead my pounding heart, I hastily changed the subject.

[Kara]: “Um… Where are we going tonight?” [Count]: “Oh my, did you forget? Today’s the anniversary of the day we met, of all things.” [Kara]: “Of course I didn’t forget. It was the day I changed my own fate, and met you— A day I cherish so very much.” [Count]: “It’s the same for me; And it’s precisely why we’re going to a place where I may reaffirm my love.” (“Love”…?) When I tilted my head, the Count gave a meaningful smile, saying nothing more.

With that—

The place the stagecoach had arrived, was a church I recognized. (This is… the place where we had confirmed our love for one another.) The Count took my hand before we entered, the moonlight silently illuminating the unoccupied altar.

[Count]: “I have decided from my heart— that on this day, and on every day we call ‘our anniversary’—" I shall proclaim my vows to you once more.”

[Count]: “Kara— This is my oath of eternal love to you.” Before the altar, the Count kneeled before taking my left hand, dropping a reverent kiss on my ring finger. [Kara]: “nh- Ah-…” A sweet numbness ran from my finger, and my heart skipped a beat.

[Count]: “The time I spend with you, is filled with a dazzling brilliance.” [Count]: “—Filled to the point where I believe those centuries I had of embracing nothingness, came to be for the purpose of being able to meet you…” [Count]: “If you would allow it— For the future to come, with you by my side, I shall continue to swear such (to you).”

[Count]: “And thus, I wish that one day, I shall become one with you. —That is the greatest happiness I seek.”

He then rose to his feet, embracing me as if to envelop me whole. With my cheek pressed against his chest, I could feel his heart beating as fast as mine. (Like this, it’s as if I’m becoming one with the Count— With Abel.)

He tenderly brushed my hair aside before running a finger down my neck. One day, fangs will sink into this very spot, and love from a pureblooded vampire – called “eternity” – will be spilled within. Thinking about such things, my heart grew full— and tears were about to fall down my face, involuntarily.

[Kara]: “Abel… me too, I-…”

Overcome with emotion, I was at loss for words— When an almost-biting kiss fell upon me, cutting off my words. His tongue caught mine through my broken lips, our hot sighs immediately laden with heat.

[Count]: “—There is no need for words.” His lips only barely parting from mine, he whispered with a glossy sigh.

[Count]: “The tears brimming in your eyes, tell me everything— that you belong to me.” [Kara]: “Ah-… Abel…” His gentle - but also denying any notion of resistance – and sweet kiss, deepened, desiring me and only me. I embraced him with all my strength, abandoning myself to this happiness that will last forever and ever…

FIN (2)

Ikevam has been kind of boring if u dun like the top 5 all that much but i mean always has been astronaut_gun.jpg

anyway, the election was mostly a skip for me this year cuz i dun care for mini figures. also, he was doing awful in categories bc ppl are voting characters over several categories (rather than just the recommended one). frankly i think it’s dumb to vote a character in anything other than the “officially” recommended category bc the chance of losing in all categories is much higher than getting stuff in >1 category (e.g., with the midterm results u can see vlad in every category, but he’s only eligible for a benefit in one…when he could easily just win in one category period). but maybe that way of thinking is too tryhard for a game that only barely fits the definition of a game #realgamurz #weliveinasociety

i honestly didn’t do (aka pay) much and ranked rly well in character rankings. so i was happy i got decent stuff, but sadder he doesn’t get much support;; u telling me the richest guy has the stingiest fans. yes. i mean look at me, microwave pizza is my life

sorry for the lack of updates. as usual but uh better to be annoying with no updates than with too much RITE haha yes………. yes

as always, thanks for reading!

#ikemen vampire #spoilers #ikevam #ikevam spoilers #comte de saint germain #ikevam tl #fucc i dun even remember my own tags LOL

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