#ikevamp writer

[yanderepuck]

AAAAAND WELCOME BACK TO MY MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT PLAGUED WITH VISIONS SMUT. Please do not question why there are THREE guys here I promise you it is not guy on guy (tho I need to get back into that) just some shameless writers trio smut.

Who wouldn't want some writers absolutely GAWKING over you anyway? Huh? The two of them might have been serial cheaters and the one forced to marry as a minor BUT THATS BESIDES THE POINT. Happy reading, sluts.

Writers note: this is modern day

This is over 2000 words help

He moans as you sit between his legs. Your hands rest on his thighs as your head bobs up and down, sucking on his cock.

Arthur has his arm on the back of the couch while his other combs through your hair. "Just like that, love," his groans just get you to work harder. Something about a man moaning is the highest praise possible.

Both of your clothes are scattered around the parlor room, the only thing you have on is your bra and underwear. Arthur had pulled you in and started kissing you, telling you how he needed you now.

You swirl your tongue around his tip, and he takes in a sharp breath. You would smirk if you could. You get closer to his base, taking all of him in, feeling his tip at the back of your throat.

"Look up, love~"

You look up at him, lips stretched around his cock. He's holding his phone up and you assume he's taking a video. He has done this before; you have no issue with it and think nothing of it.

With your eyes locked on the camera you take his cock out of your mouth, a long string of saliva and precum still connecting your lips to his tip. Starting at the base, you lick up his shaft, to the tip before beginning to suck his length again.

"Such a good girl," his hand goes through your hair again before pushing your head down. You gag for a moment, not expecting it.

Arthur had ended the video on his phone, sending it to a small group chat. He let your head go and set his phone back down after replying to a few messages.

You lift your head up to catch your breath. He puts a finger under your chin to make you look at him. "Why don't you sit on my lap now."

He smirks at you as you stand up, taking your underwear off. His hands hold onto your waist as you get yourself into the couch, hovering over him.

His tip is hard against you. Dripping wet from anticipation. You sit down on him with a moan.

"Ungh- you're so hard," you pant softly, trying to let yourself adjust before rocking your hips. You keep your hands on his shoulder to keep steady.

Pushing your hair to one side, Arthur starts kissing your neck, nibbling it, trying to leave little marks without biting.

His phone goes off a few times, but you think nothing of it and start bouncing up and down on him, moaning louder.

You don't know how much time passed but you suddenly feel your bra unhook in the back. You shriek and come down hard on Arthur. Both of his hands are still on your waist.

"I cannot believe thee wouldst try taking her all for yourself, Arthur," the voice was very close to your ear. You know that voice anywhere.

Will's hands go under your bra, pushing it out of the way as he gropes you. You melt into his touch, pushing your chest into his hands.

"What can I say, she's irresistible," his hands slide down to your hips and then behind you to grab your ass. You moan again and sit up enough for him to hold you.

"Thee ought to share," he squeezes your breast once more before moving one hand to move your hair again to kiss your neck.

You could feel his fangs against your skin and tilt your head to one side. You gasp and hiss as he pinches your nipple.

"Maybe I wanted her to myself for once."

"If 't be true, then thee wouldst be in thy own room," Will looks Arthur in the eyes as he licks your neck. "Nor wouldst thee hath sent the pictures and video."

His voice tickles your ear, but the real shiver down your spine is from him rubbing your nipple harder. You should have guessed Arthur wasn't saving those for just himself.

"Will, that- Ahh!" Arthur thrust up into you the moment you said Will's name.

His hand then grabbed your jaw so you would look at him. "Don't say another man's name while I'm inside you."

You whined and started to rock your hips again.

Arthur grabbed his phone again but once he had it unlocked Will snatched it.

"Hey!"

"Oh hold on," Will opened the camera, having it on face front and started to record. Having it on your chest first.

He squeezed tightly and pinched your nipple again. Then his hand went up your chest and the camera followed, up until his hand wrapped around your throat, causing you to stretch out your neck.

You whined and rocked your hips more. You felt the wetness of his tongue drag across your skin. You didn't even realize the camera was on you.

Will then sinks his fangs into you. Your body jerks for a moment but then you start to moan. Your grip tightens on Arthur, and you pant.

Arthur glares at Will. As he drinks blood from you, he sends the video to the same chat the first one was sent to.

"If thy cock get to be inside her, then so doth mine own fangs," he licks your wound and tosses Arthur's phone back on the couch.

You bite your lip and look at Arthur. You haven't done much but you're already close to your limit.

"Once thee finish him off I shall be next," Will whispers in your ear.

Will let you go, and you start bouncing on Arthur again. You finally slip your bra off and drop it to the floor.

You come down in him as hard as you can, moaning each time his cock reenters you.

Will walks to the back of the couch so he can see you face on. You look up and see him with his phone out enjoying the show. Both of their phones go off at the same time. You hear Will chuckle and see him show his screen to Arthur.

Your legs start to shake and you're having a harder time keeping up the pace.

"Just a little more, love," he leans in and kisses you roughly, bucking his hips up. This gets him to hit a new spot inside you, getting you to moan louder. Im just moments you clench around him, covering his cock in your cum. Arthur holds your hips down into his, thrusting a few times before releasing a load into you.

You pant as the movements stop.

"Tis my turn," Will hums, coming back over to the front side of the couch as he's unbuttoning his shirt. Arthur doesn't look so happy as Will helps you off his lap. Your legs are weak, and you lean against him for support, but don't feel much other than his hard on.

"No worries, I will not make thee work for it," he kisses your cheek. He makes you bend over the arm of the couch. You could hear his pants dropping to the floor. You waited in anticipation.

His cock slid into with ease, your hole already filled with cum. You moan and lean over more, hoping the arm will support most of your body.

His hands stay on your hips, keeping you in place as he thrust into you.

Looking forward you see Arthur watching your eyes roll to the back of your head as you get fucked.

"She looks like she's already numb from too much cock. Are you able to speak for us~" Arthur smirks at you. All you do is moan each time Will's cock gets deep inside you.

"She is simply a dram play thing now."

Arthur has his phone pointed at you again, almost dropping it when he hears the window open suddenly.

"I told you two to wait for me!" Dazai is rushing to get in through the window.

"We wouldn't know. We've been having fun."

Despite the whole group chat being here, Arthur kept his phone on you, wanting to remember this look on your face.

"I don't know if she will be conscious after Will is done with her."

Will stops moving, making sure he far inside you, and leans forward to wrap his fingers around your neck to make you look up at the room. "The'e is still anoth'r hole that is not being used," Will smirks up at Dazai.

You do nothing but moan, your mouth partially open, panting lightly. "The lady seems to be begging for it to be filled," he purrs into your ear, kissing your neck on the spot he bit.

It stings, sending a shiver down your spine. After feeling his cock twitch inside you, you try to rock your hips for more friction.

"My my, she is eager," Dazai starts walking over, stripping his clothes off on the way. "Move over, Arthur," Dazai gets on the couch. Arthur gets up and grabs his clothes, just putting his pants back on.

Will lets you go, making you fall forward on the couch again. His hand glides down your back until it gets to your hip again.

"Show Dazai what that mouth can do, love," Arthur smirks. You look in front of you to see Dazai's cock in your face. You move your arms to rest them on Dazai's thighs, propping yourself up to the right height. The moment his tip passes your lips Will starts to move again. The thrust into you jerks you forward enough to take in more of him.

Dazai moans and combs his fingers through your hair. He is thicker than Arthur, but you manage to stretch your lips just enough.

Will's fingers dig into your skin as he thrusts deeper into you. Dazai is trying not to push your head all the way down.

"She's so beautiful with her mouth filled," Arthur sits back down behind Dazai, looking over his shoulder at you.

"Even if we cannot hear our lady moan," Will starts to squeeze your ass.

"We wouldn't want everyone to hear Toshiko-san," Dazai smirks as you take more of him on your own. You wrap your hand around the part of his cock that isn't in your mouth. This gets a loud moan out of him.

You suck him harder.

You don't even notice one of Will's hands leaving your body until you feel his fingers rubbing your clit. Your body jerks, squirming, and causing you to lose rhythm.

"Don't stop now," Dazai moans, pushing your head back down. You whine and you wiggle your lower half as Will continues to play with you.

In moments you let out a loud moan and cum again, tightening around Will. He groans and feels himself getting close. His thrusts get rougher, slowing down a bit since. He is pulling almost all of the way out before slamming back into you.

"Fuck..." he gasps. In a few moments he finally fills you with his cum, is getting mixed with Arthurs. He slows down his movements as he empties himself all into you.

Now that he is out of you, you are able to concentrate on sucking off Dazai. But you do start to squirm, not wanting to be empty just yet.

"It looks like she wasn't ready to be empty just yet."

"Then it's my turn," Dazai pulls your hair, taking his cock out of your mouth. You let out a long whine. You aren't sure if it's from being sore or the need to be filled.

As Will makes his way to sit on the chair, Dazai helps you onto the couch, laying you down and propping one of your legs up onto his shoulder, wasting no time in entering you.

"You're so filthy, having so much cum in you."

Dazai pins your hands to either side of your head and starts fucking all the cum further into you. You want to close your legs. You're so sore and overstimulated, but your moans and whimpers beg for more. Dazai leans down, kissing one side of your neck, opposite of where Will bit you.

Two kisses in and he sinks his fangs into you. Your hips buck up and Dazai takes the opportunity to thrust deeper. Your eyes are rolling to the back of your head. You aren't sure how much longer you can stay awake.

"So sweet tasting," he purrs into your ear, licking up the excess blood. You think you blacked out for a moment, because the next thing you felt was being filled with more cum. You force your eyes open to see Dazai sitting up and pushing his hair out of his face.

"Perhaps this is what our meetings shouldst be about from anon," Will smirked looking at Arthur.

Arthur helps you sit up after Dazai pulled out of you. He brings you into his lap and lets you lean against him. "You definitely would make meetings more fun," he kisses your cheek. "But I don't think I always want to share her with the two of you."

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[lunillum]

IkeVamp MC being relatable

#that typo in the first image... #why is dazai's route so damn good? #kudos to the writer(s) because they did an impeccable job #ikemen vampire #ikevamp #ikevamp dazai #cybird #cybird ikemen #cybird otome #otome games #ikemen series

[randonauticrap]

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[hariet436]

you guys ever thought about how MC from Ikemen Vampire might just be one of your AO3 authors? And then when they come back, they be like: I just time traveled and met a bunch of vampires so sorry for the missed updates!

#ikemen vampire #ikevamp #ikemen series #Mc is canonically a writer

[violettduchess]

I’d like to request something for Leonardo and MC if possible - just something, anything! that shows him in a moment of pure happiness, no angst or moping for that sad man. No being depressed about immortality this time, that poor guy. It’s way too tempting to torture him so I’d love something sweet for him 💖 Thank you so much 😊

A/N: Here you go anon! I hope you enjoy!

Fluff and fluff

tw: descriptions of writer's block

There is nothing like the feeling of sitting down in front of a blank page and watching as something that existed only in your mind comes to life before you. When inspiration ignites the flame of creation, when creativity bursts forth and flows freely, coloring the world with your vision. Except when it just……..doesn’t. 

Cross-legged on Leonardo’s bed, you stare pensively down at the leather-bound notebook in front of you, pencil in hand. His bedroom is awash in candlelight, Mozart’s late night composing floating faintly through the air. Hmph, at least someone’s inspired tonight. 

You’re wrapped up in one of Leonardo’s soft, white linen shirts, your favorite thing to sleep in, his scent like a warm embrace. "Perfect writing conditions", you mutter, irritated as you shift, pushing yourself up against the pillows. Everything is set up for you to create and yet….nothing. All you have are the bullet points and notes you’ve scribbled, tiny dough-like drabbles, unformed and just….sitting there. 

This is the state you are in when Leonardo returns from his card game with Comte, Arthur and Theo. You can tell by the way he’s grinning that he’s beaten them. Again.

“There she is, Luce della mia vita.” He’s in a good mood, his voice almost singsong as he closes the door behind him.

He throws his jacket over a chair already overrun by books in one fluid motion and kicks his boots off without having to bend down, expert levels of ease and laziness on display. With a yawn, he lowers himself onto the bed next to you, stretching out his long limbs, a lion coming to rest after a long day on the Savannah. One hand reaches down, his warm palm running over the exposed skin of your thigh, a gesture of familiar, casual possession.

“Whatcha working on?” He continues to touch you as he lifts himself up onto one elbow, peering over at the notebook in your lap. 

You sigh, frustration still poking at you like a thousand, red-hot needles. 

“I’m trying to write a story. You know, for the Children’s Day celebration next week. I thought it might be nice to offer to read something original to the kids who need a break from the day’s festivities.”

Affection softens the smile on his lips and lights up the gold of his eyes. 

“That’s a great idea, cara mia.”

The pencil falls from your fingers onto the notebook, defeat slinking ever closer.

“It would be if I could just come up with…..something.” You know you’re moping, but your mind feels stuffed with musty straw and you can’t seem to clear it. 

His touch turns soothing as he runs his fingers over the sensitive skin of your inner thigh, leaning down to press a kiss just above your bent knee, then laying his cheek against you. You reach down to touch him, tearing your gaze away from the mocking blank pages in front of you, focusing on the way your fingers look as they brush back his soft hair, the way they sink into it, disappearing for a moment and then emerge when you reach the pale ends. Another sigh, not of dismay but the moment of comfort, like the echo of satisfaction after a first sip of warm tea on a cold winter’s day. With him here, the disappointment you’ve been wrestling with for hours has a safe place to go, someone who will gather it in his hands and try to help you spin straw into gold.

“Alright then.”

He draws himself up, leaning back against the pillows of his bed. Once settled, he hums as he gathers you close, a sound that reverberates inside you in the most pleasant way. He picks up the pencil you dropped and holds it out to you, wiggling it until you take it from him with an indulgent roll of your eyes.

“Tell me what you have so far. I’m all ears, yeah?”

Tucked against him isn’t the most comfortable way to sit if you’re trying to read but you accept it if it means you can be close to him like this, his warmth a balm to your fraying nerves. 

“Don’t laugh.”

Both brows shoot up, his expression the innocence of angels.

“Never, cara mia.”

Mm hm. Using your pencil, you tap the bullet points you’ve made with ideas.

“This is the story of Captain Lumiere, a fierce pirate who sails the seven seas in search of treasure.”

Leonardo grins slowly, stretching out his bare foot to tap the ball of black fur on the very far corner of the bed.

“Do you hear that, Lumi? You’re a pirate.”

Lumiere lifts his head for a moment, yellow eyes blinking sleepily, decides he isn’t interested in the slightest in whatever nonsense you two are up to and curls himself back into an even tighter ball, whiskers disappearing as he tucks his head away.

“Monello”, murmurs Leonardo, lips curved upwards. Brat. He turns his attention back to you, raising one long finger to run over the page as he reads your notes.

“Hmm…so Captain Lumiere decides to go after the treasure of La Sirena, a sea witch with a legendary treasure chest of gold and jewels.”

You nod, shifting on the bed. “On his way to find the treasure, he fights an evil sea monster, a giant squid with long, sticky tentacles that attacks his ship.”

“What is the monster’s name?”

You bite the inside of your cheek, contemplating. “Arthur?”

He laughs, golden sparks of sunshine raining down on you, covering you in warmth. “Perfetto. Go on.”

“And there is a big storm…..and….then I don’t know.” Again you feel like cotton is smothering the creative part of your mind, absorbing any ideas before they even have a chance to form.

He is quiet a moment, staring up at the ceiling as he thinks. You can almost see the wheels of his mind as they turn, the way the cogs and gears move effortlessly, processing any problem you throw at him. 

“What if….Captain Lumiere, brave soul that he is, survives the storm only to be shipwrecked on an island…..which just so happens to be where La Sirena resides.”

His words dig into the cotton, begin slowly raking it away. You feel the smallest sparks of an idea starting to form.

“Oh! He could have an actual confrontation with her! A fight for her treasure.”

Leonardo’s hand travels absently down your shoulder to the ends of your hair where he slowly curls the ends around one finger. “Why fight? Lumiere is a lover.”

You glance at the black furball on the end of the bed who is ignoring the both of you like a champion.

“A lover.” You glance at Leonardo, skepticism showing itself in the arch of your brow.

“Yeah,” he says with a lazy grin. “Write that down.” He sounds excited and it is infectious. You give into it and to him with a shake of your head and a smile. Bubbles of creativity rise inside of you like prosecco, sparking excitement as you begin adding notes to the pages.

“He could fall in love with La Sirena!”

“Abelina.”

You turn your head. “What?”

Deadly serious, he nods. “Yeah, La Sirena’s name is Abelina.” He pokes at your notebook. “C’mon. Write that down too.”

Comte will be thrilled, you think with a grin as you add the note. Together, you and Leonardo work out the epic saga of Captain Lumiere, his quest for treasure, his battle with the tentacled Arthur, his passionate love for Abelina and their eventual settlement on the island where they decide to gift the treasure to the next brave soul that finds them because, as it turns out, they don’t need it. Lumiere and Abelina have found love, and that is the greatest treasure of all.

Some time later, when time is measured by yawns and sleepy smiles, you close the notebook and lay it on the nightstand as Leonardo snuffs out all the candles in the room except one. You hear the rustle of his clothing as it falls to the ground. Your love sleeps in the nude, a fact you’ll never lament. You pull back the covers for him as he slides into bed next you and roll into the waiting circle of his arms, relishing the feel of his long body against yours.

“Thank you for helping me tonight.” You speak softly now in the intimate darkness of night. 

He turns his head, his lips touching your forehead in a gentle kiss. 

“Certo, tesoro mio.” His voice is the soft night breeze over fields of sleeping lavender. “Now rest, my beautiful scribe. I’ll keep you safe from storms and sirens.”

“You better or else I’ll send the ferocious Captain after you.” 

The sound of the ferocious Captain purring fiercely in his slumber reaches both of you at the same time, and the last sound you hear as you snuggle close to the man you love is his velveteen laughter sending you off to dream.

*

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[badass-at-fandoming]

They say write what you want, but what I want is to bring Dazai Osamu back from the dead and feed him Lexapro

#ikemen series #cybird ikemen #ikemen vampire #ikevamp #ikevamp dazai #ikemen dazai #text post #i don't think advice-givers were anticipating this #what if he was just vibing and playing with grandkids #writing 300 essays about how his daughter is the best writer eva #what then

[malachiexists13]

"A Single Taste"

CHARACTER/S: Johann Georg Faust

MC'S SEX/PRONOUNS: He/Him - Male|Mitsuki - OC

GENRE: Smut🍋

ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP: Friends (Slight Romantic Interest?)

PAIRING: Dom!Faust x Sub!Mitsuki

WORD COUNT: 1,573

REQUESTED BY: N/A

//TW:

- Biting - Bloodplay - First Time Sex - Dirty Talk/Praise - Creampie - Internalized Homophobia - Desperation/Begging - Faust is maybe OOC? - Slight Religious Themes

A/N: This isn't a genderbend of Mitsuki, the actual ikevamp MC. This is an OC I created before knowing the ikevamp MC was named Mituski lol. And this is an AU inside of an AU. As in.. There's no way my Mitsuki could exist and be Faust's love interest because of Maki, the OC I've chosen as Comte's love interest. Essentially, Maki and Mitsuki cannot exist side by side in Ikevamp so it's an AU inside of an AU. This is due to the fact that they're brother and sister and so one of them has to die in order for the other to even end up there.. Also I love writing somewhat serious and composed characters as desperate and needy-

An annoyed sigh of frustration escapes Faust's lips, catching the attention of the other person in the room. Mitsuki, a young man who was unfortunate enough to find himself in this predicament. And... a young man who happened to find himself surrounded by vampires. Yet, there was something about the white-haired man that drove Faust absolutely insane.

"Hey, Faust? Are you okay?" And there it was. That endearing yet irritating as all of hell concern of his. "I'm... fine." Faust lied, not daring to look in Mitsuki's direction. Yet, he could practically feel that soft, deep green gaze burning into him with disapproval.

"You're lying. Tell me what's wrong, Faust." 'You, that's what.' But, Faust couldn't say that out loud. No, he wouldn't dare. Faust wasn't such a fool that he'd dare tell Mitsuki that he was the reason for his frustration. Maybe if Mitsuki were to get down on his knees and beg-

'No.' Faust told himself. He mustn't let such thoughts consume him. He couldn't afford to lose his cool. No matter how tempting Mitsuki's bare and exposed skin looked. No matter how irristible his blood smelled. Faust glanced over at Mitsuki from the corner of his eye, instantly annoyed by how quickly his concerned gaze set Faust's heart racing and his head filled with desires.

Faust wanted nothing more than to sink his teeth into Mitsuki's soft skin, to feel the man squirm beneath his grasp, to hear him moan from the overwhelming pleasure that came from his bite. These thoughts filled Faust with disgust, how could he think such a way about another man? But the kind and gentle look in Mitsuki's eyes, the warm smile on his lips... It was too much to resist, no matter how wrong it felt.

"Faust?" A familiar and kind voice broke Faust from his train of thought, turning his head to the source of the interruption. "Yes, Mitsuki?" Faust answered, his deep voice coming off as more gruff than usual. "Are you really okay?" Mitsuki repeated his question, then added- "You can tell me anything. I'm here for you, Faust."

Something snapped inside Faust. 'Fuck it.' was the last coherent thought that crossed his mind as desire won the fierce battle against reason. All logical reason left Faust as overwhelming desire took the reins. The vampire walk over to the other man in quick-paced steps and roughly pinned him against the wall. A gasp of surprise escaped Mitsuki's lips as Faust pressed his head into the crook of his neck.

"You really are too tempting, did you know that?" Faust commented, pinning Mitsuki's hands with his own. Mitsuki had been rendered speechless by the sudden actions of the Priest. Unsure of what to say, he remained silent as Faust continued talking. "You drive me insane. I want to sink my teeth into your neck and hear you scream my name so badly."

With the way Faust whispered in Mitsuki's ear, heat was rushing through his body. A part of him was screaming at him to run, to push Faust away and get the fuck out of there, that this entire thing was wrong.

But the other part of him didn't want to run. The other part of him wanted to submit, wanted to let whatever was going to happen to happen. Mitsuki would be lying if he said he didn't find Faust attractive. Despite the Priest's usual cold behavior, something about him was... alluring. Whether it be the midnight blue hair, the sharp green eyes, his fine jawline, or the way those glasses only made him more attractive... Mitsuki wasn't sure.

A dangerous smirk curled its way onto Faust's lips as he stared at Mitsuki, almost like he knew exactly what the young man was thinking. "Tell me, Mitsuki..." Faust breathed, "Are you prepared to repent for yout sins with an offering of blood?" Without a moment's hesitation, Mitsuki answered- "Yes... I'm ready to repent... So that you may forgive me, Father Faust."

Once receiving consent, Faust quickly pulled at Mitsuki's sweater. In his desperation, he nearly ripped the fabric from his collar. As soon as Mitsuki's shoulder was exposed, Faust sank his fangs in, deep into the soft, pale flesh. Mitsuki tensed up, the bite hadn't hurt for more than a moment, but the pleasure coursing through his body was overwhelming. Heat rushed down south, causing his jeans to feel tighter than usual. He bit down on his lip, not willing to let any noises escape.

Faust, noticing Mitsuki's blatant arousal, smirked against the man's skin. Trailing one of his hands down, Faust palmed his hand against Mitsuki's hardened member through the fabric of his jeans, causing a pleasure-filled gasp and a "Ah! F..Faust!" to escape Mitsuki's throat. "Yes, that's right," Faust purred, "Call my name, just like that. Charles and Lord Vlad aren't here, so be as loud as you like." He leaned in closer towards Mitsuki, "So, go on. Scream my name as I make you drown in pleasure."

Not giving Mitsuki a moment to respond, Faust gripped the collar of his sweater and pressed their lips together. Everything felt so heated, so drowned in lust. Not a single logical or coherent thought in either of their minds. Just pure and uncontrollable need. Intent on deepening the kiss, Faust moved his hand to the back of Mitsuki's neck, instead opting to firmly press his thigh against the man's crotch.

Mitsuki gasped out, a moan escaping his lips into the kiss. Taking his reaction to his own advantage, Faust slipped his tongue between Mitsuki's lips. Exploring every inch of his mouth while the man moaned out in response. Everything was moving so quickly, not that Faust minded. His own arousal being quite apparent through the tightening of his pants.

But, he didn't want to stop. No matter how 'wrong' it may be, it all felt so right. The drunken lust in the air, the heated arousal between the two men, the intoxicatingly sweet scent of blood, all of it was too perfect to even consider letting go. And letting go was not something Faust was willing to do, not when what he desired was right in his grasp.

His last threads of reason snapping into pathetic strands, Faust pulled away from the kiss and turned Mitsuki around, helplessly grinding his arousal against the white-haired man's behind. "Mmh! Faust-" "Mitsuki..." Faust groaned, his desperation dripping into his voice. "Please, Mitsuki... Let me fuck you. I want to shove my cock deep in your ass and pump you full of my cum, claim you as mine, make you scream my name." He begged.

Mitsuki moaned out at the absolute filth that fell from Faust's lips. Those words alone mixed with the image they created nearly made him jizz his pants. The offer, or rather, the plead was an extremely tempting one. One he didn't think he could refuse. "Yes... Please... Do as you please with me..." Mitsuki whimpered.

Time seemed to fly by in their combined horny desperation. And suddenly, both men were completely naked, with Mitsuki bent over a desk with Faust's fingers inside him. Prepping him. "Ahh- Faust... mmh.. please..." he moaned out. "Yes, angel?" "Please... Take me already... I want to belong to you."

"Fuck..." Faust growled, slowly sliding his fingers out of Mitsuki's entrance. Earning a drawn-out moan from the man. Giving his hardened cock a few strokes, Faust aligned the head of his member with Mitsuki's hole. "Are you ready?" he purred, "Are you ready to get fucked dumb?" "God- Yes, please, Faust." Mitsuki begged.

Not wasting a moment's hesitation, Faust quickly slid his cock deep inside Mitsuki, both men groaning in unison. "Shit... You're so tight..." Faust grit his teeth, grabbing onto Mitsuki's hips as he began to slowly thrust in and out. "Mmhm! F...Faust!" "Heh... Are you enjoying this? Does- fuck.. Does having my cock inside you feel good?" Faust cooed.

"Y...Yes! Please, Faust... Harder.." "Hmm..." Faust lightly tapped his fingers. "Very well... But..." He quickly sped up his motions, his hips snapping against Mitsuki's as the sound of skin slapping against skin echoed throughout the room. "Use my first name... Mmh... Call me Johann..." Faust demanded.

Faust's movements sped up once more, his hips snapping erractically as his cock slid in and out of the white-haired man's hole. The feeling was too intoxicating, the feeling of Mitsuki's walls tightening around his cock was too perfect. God, why hadn't he considered doing this sooner?

"Fau- mm.. Johann, I'm- I'm clos-" Mitsuki moaned. Faust slid one hand between Mitsuki's legs, wrapping his hand around the man's cock, giving it slow and methodical strokes. "Very well..." He leaned closer to Mitsuki's ear, "Cum for me." Feeling his body shudder in pleasure, Faust sank his fangs into Mitsuki's shoulder. A loud moan erupting from the young man's throat as the vampire lapped up the crimson that dripped from the bite. Causing pleasure to course through both their bodies.

Suddenly, Mitsuki's climax fell over his body. His cum splashing and coating both the desk and Faust's hand. The sudden tightening around Faust's cock triggered his own release, spilling everything inside Mitsuki and painting his walls white. After calming down from their respective orgasms, Faust pulled out. "We'll have to do this again sometime, but for now, let's clean up." He whispered, gently rubbing Mitsuki's back.

Mitsuki smiled, "Of course, Johann."

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[quesocane]

Babygirl, you just described Hollywood.

#ikevamp shakespeare #like no hun he's just a writer-director-actor that's just how they are

[faustianfascination]

En route to Cambridge & time to get some writing done.

Thesis?

Nah, vampire smut

#fanfic #ikevamp #ao3 writer #writer things #bolts rambles

[mymumisasquid]

I’m in the mood to write a fic. Can someone give me a suggestion?

It can be for IkeVamp or IkeSen (since I write those best). It can be something general (no ships needed) or headcanons, or reader/MC x suitor, suitor x suitor, OC x suitor, or OC x OC.

Please, someone give me a suggestion. I’m in a writing mood but I have no ideas.

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[yanderepuck]

Mc: the worst thing about the future is that the British still exist

Arthur and Will: ....

Dazai: damn... That sucks

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[klutzyroses]

IkeVamp HCs: SO Cuddling with Another Suitor

How do they react when their sleepy s/o cuddles with another suitor? (Platonically of course!)

Suitors: Napoleon, Arthur, Faust, Galileo

Napoleon

While teaching the children towards the end of the day, Isaac's slight squeak had him turning to see what had the younger so startled...

And blinked when he saw it was because Y/N had started to doze off and fell backwards onto Isaac's back, making the physicist freeze up.

However he couldn't bring himself to wake her or move her for fear of interrupting her slumber.

Napoleon had a similar sentiment, which is why he didn't do anything about it. Part of him found it endearing how flustered, yet mindful Isaac was not to jostle her and Y/N just looked adorable, lost in sweet reveries away from the stresses of the real world. However...

He couldn't help the slight prick of irritation that insisted on pointing out that his belle was sleeping on another man. Even though it was completely and utterly innocent.

Were Isaac anyone else, he would feel worse, and he already felt irked enough. He still wouldn't wake her up, if she had fallen asleep here, then she probably needed the rest. He focused on teaching, though his eyes occasionally strayed to where his sleeping nunuche was with Isaac.

He later would hold her protectively in the carriage on the way home when she stirred. He ruffles her hair gently with a slight teasing smirk.

"If you were tired, you could've just told me, nunuche."

Arthur

By Jove, no.

While playing beating Isaac in chess, while Dazai and his beloved watched on the side, he noted out of the corner of his eye that his love had fallen asleep, her head resting on the other writer's shoulder.

It threw him off to the point he very nearly got into a bind he couldn't get out of when Isaac made his move.

He did try to focus and act unfazed, but the way Dazai looked upon her fondly, the way his lovely lady snuggled closer to him for comfort, which he seemed more than glad to provide, the clown, had his skin prickling. Yes, he logically knew that Y/N didn't just fall asleep on purpose, Dazai just happened to be there to catch her when she dozed.

That's why, he decided to put Isaac out of his misery in a couple of turns before sending an irritated glare in the direction of the amused fellow author. When said writer relinquished his lover, Arthur whisks her away to take a nap elsewhere, preferably far away from anyone else she could sleep on.

He sulked and huffed a bit when the groggy lady awoke, pulling her close to him once they were in his room.

"On Dazai, my love? It's bad enough you slept on another man, but of all the ones here, you chose him?"

Faust

The bespectacled man raised an eyebrow upon entering the living room and noticing Y/N had slumped over onto Charles, sleepily cuddling into him.

It really didn't help that the affectionate Charles seemed content to cuddle her back, cooing at how cute and sleepy she was.

It wasn't particularly pleasant to see, his guinea pig was almost completely wrapped in Charles's arms, her hands holding onto the front of his shirt as her pretty head rested between his neck and shoulder.

And Charles was maybe just a little too eager to accommodate her, ensuring her comfort and caressing soothing circles on her back.

He wasn't sure what was more irksome; Y/N's lack of guard and how content she seemed to just cuddle someone else, or the fact that Charles took no issue in condoning it. He knew Charles was just being his overly affectionate self, nothing more than harmless hugging. Harmless or not, it would not stand.

He does take the initiative to wake her up, giving a sinister smile when she woke, a glint in his eyes.

"How bold of you, daring to be in the arms of another while you slumber, my guinea pig."

Galileo

He felt a twinge of unpleasantness when seeing Y/N had fallen asleep on Drake's chest. Both were on the couch while he was at the telescope, when the woman, drowsy, leaned into Drake.

Not that the pirate seemed to mind, only chuckling lightly as he stroked her head and let her sleep, before resuming his discussion with Galileo, who responded somewhat distractedly.

The man in question didn't particularly make any real fuss over the fact that his loved one was essentially slumbering in another man's arms, frankly he didn't even call attention to it.

But know, he was most definitely aware of it.

It was bothering him how comfortable she looked, her head over Drake's heart, essentially on top of him and blissfully unaware of the world around her. Drake for his part, seemed to mean no harm in it, but he wasn't helping matters when he shifted her carefully to be more comfortable, his arm wrapped around her shoulder to keep her from sliding.

While he'd be quiet about it at the time, he would speak to her about it when they're alone, stern as he scolded her for being so reckless about sleeping on another man. It may not be immediately obvious that jealousy is a playing factor, but it is.

"You shouldn't be so careless when you aren't alone."

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[randonauticrap]

𝓒𝓸𝔃𝔂𝓽𝓸𝓫𝓮𝓻 𝓦𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓰𝓮

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Hello, spooky friends! I am hosting a fluffy writing challenge this October, that I am colloquially calling "Cozytober"! We all know about Kinktober, the legendary horny phase that takes most of us over during this month. But what about those softer moments? When you're too cold to move, or just want a nice cup of hot cocoa with your favorite fictional boyfriend? That's what this writing challenge is for!

I have compiled a list of 30 total prompts; 15 general prompts and 15 dialogue prompts. Feel free to use any of them for any character/fandom of your choice. Use them once, use them more than once, or don't use them at all! It's up to you. All I ask is that you credit the event list to me at @randonauticrap, and use this hashtag (#Cozytober Writing Challenge 2022) for the event. I am SO excited to read all your warm Fall fuzzies.

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[xxsycamore]

"I can't have sex with you Arthur, I don't have enough diamonds!!"

Arthur Conan Doyle x f!Reader • rating: M (MDNI) • tags: Breaking the Fourth Wall; Crack; Implied Sexual Content; Suggestive Themes • wordcount: 580 • masterlist

a/n: I've had this crack fic idea since FOREVER, but I think it's relatable at any given time... Tagging @ikemendood for crack content 👉🏻👈🏻

It has been one of these days, when it feels like you and Arthur have been locked in the universe of some kind of action movie. Bizzare and dramatic things have been happening all day long, some that led to miscommunications between you but quickly got resolved with the power of love...

Naturally, eager as you both are to once again prove your love for each other, things begin to get heated at the end of the day.

And then you gasp panically in realization.

"I don't have enough dia for the epilogue!!"

You find yourself pushed down on the bed, but in the last second you manage to block Arthur with your hands so he can't get on top of you yet.

"Hmm?~What did you say, Luv? You know, I've been waiting to have you sprawled under me allll day..."

His words sent a shiver down your spine, and you let out an agonizing whine at having to disobey your own need. You turn to your side and reach for your cellphone that has been charging on the nightstand.

Arthur blinks, still perplexed that you're using this thing at all. While you could charge it just fine, he wondered what you're using it for in this day and age.

Not to mention at a time like that. While he's right there, ready to devour you.

"Dear?"

You appear to be tapping hurriedly on the thing, blue light illuminating your face as some strange music is produced from the bizarre piece of technology. Without looking at your lover, you struggle to mutter an answer.

"It's- You wouldn't understand."

Arthur remains frozen in his place, observing as the screen flashes, your fingers dancing on it. He sees... test tubes aligned on the screen. They're ...filled with different colored liquid?

You rush to sort them by color as if you're being held at gunpoint. Arthur has never been so confused in his life.

"Luv, you're right, I don't understand. But you could just say if you don't feel in the mood for-"

"NO! I MUST GET THE EPILOGUE AND HAVE SEX WITH YOU TONIGHT!"

"...?"

The sultry conclusion, the epilogue of your day spent together, he figures. His writer's vocabulary might be rubbing off on you. That's kind of endearing, but...

Arthur sits down on his haunches perplexed. Is this some strange form of bedroom roleplay you're introducing him to?

"I must have you, Arthur, I even saw the preview and it was so hot-"

"The preview? You're saying you had a naughty dream about us making love and you want to see it come true? Dirty girl..."

Arthur's distracting words make you mess up in your game, and you have to restart the level. Just a few more and the game will give you a reward in diamonds, then all you need to do would be to watch those annoying daily ads and then it should be enough...

Seeing that his dirty talk has no effect on you, Arthur sighs and moves away from his position. Instead, he lies down next to you, becoming your big spoon as he looks over your shoulder at the game you're so consumed in, seeing that you're not going to pay him any attention before you're done with it.

"It's some kind of puzzle game, isn't it? Maybe you should leave it to me, Luv... in the meantime, why don't you tell me more about that 'preview' you saw of our intimate time together, hmm?"

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[natimiles]

Natiii hiii

If your requests are open, is it alright if I request a part 2 of the platonic sibling headcanons for your favourite Ikevamp boys? Where they find out that reader, their precious beloved little sibling, is actually in love with/dating Dazai. I think it would be hilarious xD

Take your time, and remember to put your own health first! ❤

Hi hoooo, Silveeeer! (if you don’t get it, you don’t get it; and it means I’m really old)

Platonic relationships are so cute! Half of them would die if the reader dated anyone, to be honest, HAISUEHSAUIEHSAUIEA. But oooohhh, it was fun to imagine my dearest Isaac! 🤍

I'm sorry it took so long and I hope you liked it! 🤍

gn!reader with a sibling-like relationship with them starts to date Dazai | Isaac, Mozart, Jean, Arthur, Theo and Vincent, and Napoleon

Tags: minor spoilers for Dazai’s route; platonic relationships; sibling-like bond; teeny-tiny suggestive parts for Mozart, Jean, and Theo and Vincent (but still sfw, don’t worry!)

Notes: kind of a part 2 of this post, where gn!reader has a sibling-like relationship with them. 

Isaac

“I’m dating Dazai.” — Do you hate him? He feels like you do now.

He was never overprotective or one to pry into your business, but he felt like he should tell you something about it. You are his dearest younger sibling, after all.

He won’t try to separate you not exactly. He just wants to make sure you’re okay — stop glaring at him!

He will ask for Napoleon’s help to have a talk with Dazai. Napoleon is there just giving moral support because he has nothing against the writer. Isaac is in such distress after this talk, he probably got some gray hair. Dazai teased him, and Napoleon didn’t help.

He will tell you about this and every other time Dazai teased him or pulled some kind of prank on him. Might he remind you it was Dazai who gave him wine and said it was juice at the last banquet?

He can finally have a proper talk with Dazai — without being embarrassed or teased — a few weeks later. He can see now that Dazai really cares for you, and his teasing has lessened (but didn’t stop; it never stops).

Just remember your brother is a contrarian, okay? He’ll complain and grimace when he sees you two kissing, but he’ll help you out if Dazai ever tries to avoid you again. He really hopes you two stay together forever; he wants to see you happy.

Now stop bringing him apples every day with the excuse that you’re taking care of your family, Dazai!

No, Dazai, he doesn’t need someone too! Stop trying to set him up with random people!

Mozart

“Dazai asked me out and I said yes.” — “Pfff, no, you didn’t.”

And it’s not because it’s Dazai. It’s because you’re dating. That’s it.

Overprotective brother activated successfully. Every breath you take, every step you take, he’ll be watching you.

Seriously, he’s watching you two like a hawk. You thought Theo had brother issues? Pff! He won’t leave you alone. Or he’ll try to not leave you alone, but Dazai is too cunning and he always finds a way to evade Mozart and take you with him. Your brother might be fuming by now.

He doesn’t even try to talk with Dazai; he just knows he’s not worthy of you. No one is.

You end up having ‘the talk’ with Mozart. Does he remember when he was having a composer’s block, and Dazai helped? That’s how you start your list of “why Dazai is the safest vampire you could date”. You end the list playfully asking if he’d prefer if you dated any of the other writers, like Arthur, and you swear his eyes twitch with only the thought of it.

He tries to keep his pettiness in check for you. Keyword: try. Spoiler alert: he’s not good at it.

He never sees bite marks on your neck, so he thinks everything is okay and still… decent. He freaks out when Arthur points out that Dazai might be biting you on other parts of your body that don’t show when you’re fully dressed. You want to kill Arthur, while Dazai is just giving that closed-eyes smile of his.

Congrats, overprotective brother is back again at full force.

Jean

“I’m dating Dazai.” — “Alright.”

Chill brother ftw!

Sweet, clueless, and innocent brother doesn’t see anything wrong with your relationship.

He’ll just make sure this is what you want and that you’re really happy. He doesn’t need much assurance. He trusts you, and he knows you never lie to him.

He doesn’t have a problem with Dazai, so why should he be worried? 

However, he will miss spending more time with you in the beginning of your relationship. So Dazai makes sure to include him in your plans sometimes. He might even help you teach Jean how to write and read. (This is too wholesome to imagine)

Jean doesn’t even know what ‘the talk’ is. The roles are reversed: Dazai ends up having it with him, and you’re freaking out. It ends well though; it seems your new boyfriend didn’t say anything weird. This time.

His only problem might be if he sees you two leaving the same room in the morning. He won’t think much of it until Arthur makes some comment about it. And now Jean thinks you two need to get married. Congrats and thank you, Arthur.

Arthur

“Dazai asked me to date him.” — “Oh, hell no!” — “Oh, hell yes!”

Anyone but him! Seriously! If you don’t want any of the other residents, he can introduce you to someone! He has some acquaintances downtown... That’s when you hit his arm and glare at him. Okay, message received.

He won’t have ‘the talk’ with Dazai, he can’t stand the idea of having this conversation with Dazai. 

Again, are you sure you don’t want someone else? If you want a writer, even Shakespeare could be acceptable… You hit him again. Fine! Shakespeare wasn’t acceptable either anyway; he was just desperate.

Dazai doesn’t tease Arthur, so your brother will bring up the times Dazai teased you, like that time you two got stuck downtown because of the rain.

And you bring up the times Dazai helped you, or when he tried to cheer you up. You even list all the times he tried to help him, and Arthur was rude to him.

Touché.

Canonly, he wants to see you breaking Dazai’s masks. So he might accept your relationship just so he can see it and finally be able to read him. Spoiler alert: he still can’t read Dazai, and it drives the sore loser him crazy sometimes.

But you can, so he has to shut his mouth and support you. He’ll be happy for you, eventually.

Theo and Vincent

“I’m dating Dazai.” — “You’ve got the worst taste in men.” — “Oh, congrats! Can we all have lunch together sometime?”

Guess who said what.

Vincent is really happy for you! He already knows Dazai, so he doesn’t need to make sure he is a nice person for you. 

Theo is not happy for the exact same reason: he knows Dazai.

He protects you like he protects Vincent and sometimes even more because you are younger. Did you know Dazai goes to the casino? What else does he do downtown? Do you know? Do you seriously trust him?

You have to throw back at Theo that he goes to the pub with Arthur all the time. What does he do there? Why does he only come back in the morning? … Okay, he got it.

Theo promises that he’ll try to contain his brother issues if you’re too upset with him. He doesn’t promise he’ll succeed. Vincent is gladly there to scold him every time.

Vincent will ask if two can pose together for a new painting, while Theo will glare and curse a lot. It’s a lovely painting that you hang in your bedroom.

They’ll both be mad if you shed a single tear because of the writer. Dazai better run, and he better run fast because an angry Vincent is even worse than an angry Theo.

“Sleeping with Dazai is one step removed from sleeping with Arthur.” (he actually says it in Dazai’s route) WAIT. You haven’t slept together yet, have you? HAVE YOU? Vincent had to drag him out of the dining room because Dazai gave that signature smile of his and said, “Oh my, I can’t remember.”

(Imagine Theo lashing out, and Vincent just goes, “Calm down, they just slept together! What’s wrong with sleeping?”)

Theo will try to find a way to have ‘the talk’ with Dazai without you and Vincent knowing. It’ll turn out surprisingly fine, and he starts to trust Dazai a little more. A little.

Arthur is talking about the bite marks not being visible when you’re fully dressed again, just so he can see his best friend losing his mind. Vincent doesn’t understand what’s the problem; he thinks it’s in your arms or some innocent place. God bless this angel.

Theo is back at glaring and cursing.

Napoleon

“Dazai asked me out.” — “Alright, have fun.”

Chill brother ftw! #2 

He knows Dazai and he has nothing against him.

He trusts you and your decisions, so he won’t pry or be an overprotective brother mode.

He taught you self-defense and he knows you’ll come to him if you need something anyway.

He will talk to Dazai, but it won’t be exactly ‘the talk’. He just wants to make sure he’s not just killing time with you, even though that’s not something he believes the writer would do… But he’s gotta make sure. It was nice, like friends chatting to catch up on their lives, y’know?

If Dazai runs away from you like he does on his route before you start dating, he will not be pleased. But he will try to help you out, if you ask.

If a single tear is seen in your eyes, you bet he throws the chill-brother-state-of-mind out of the highest window of the mansion along with Dazai.

Seriously, he won’t freak out about your relationship, and he won’t do anything unless you ask him to. He really just wants you to be happy.

He’ll try to read Dazai’s books. Gotta support family.

(Can we imagine him ruffling your hair and then ruffling Dazai’s hair? Okay, sorry…)

Masterlists

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[iphigeniainaulis]

Background paintings in Ikevamp and why they matter

...even if you are not familiar with art.

Warnings: minor spoilers for all routes, though I tried to keep it as vague as possible

Time to talk about background paintings in Ikemen vampire because…why not?

First, let me warn you that the following is nothing but a theory based on some visual resemblance. While it may occur that Ikemen designers wanted to hide a few Easter eggs, it's also fair to mention that sometimes the sky is blue just because it's Sunday morning, and that’s all. 

Nevertheless, one detail may hint at the former statement being true. And this is because there’s a significant difference in how different paintings are shown in the game. 

Some of them are blurry, overdark or too bright. While we can distinguish some unclear silhouettes, the rest is on our imagination.

For example, it seems that the first picture is the natural landscape (probably, sunset in the forest) as well as the second one with the Ionic style columns being placed in the center of a garden. Still, we’re not sure.

But the thing is it doesn’t matter. The amount of details the viewer is given is too small for us to make any art-historical assumptions. Based on these mere images we can figure out neither the artist who painted them nor the narrative. Therefore, these paintings have only a secondary function of background decorations and proof of demonstration of their owner’s wealth. 

On the contrary, there are paintings that we can easily detach because their creators are too famous to be unfamiliar with. But even within this scope of paintings there is a slight differentiation due to the way they are incorporated in the game design. 

Some of them have been revived by the hands of geniuses who once created them. This is the case of Leonardo’s Study of a woman’s head and Study of Hands

 or Vincent’s Sunflower and the Olive trees

While it’s easy to reduce the meaning behind this design decision to simple hype, I think that it also serves as a visual representation of the suitors' character traits. What is the point of redrawing the painting that was already brought to life a long time ago? For Vincent it means years, for Leonardo - centuries. My guess is that for artists like them it's never enough. Life is too beautiful to be captured once and forever. A woman’s face is never a mystery solved. While for many people it’s okay to achieve a goal and forget about it the exact minute they are done, for geniuses like Leonardo and Vincent it’s always different. You must improve. You have to work further. There is always something new an artist’s eye can capture. That’s why they painted it again, again and again. 

Let's move to another group of paintings. Spotting The Starry Night in Theo’s room is not a surprise because we know that, first of all, they’re brothers with Vincent, and, secondly, Theo is an art dealer.

What deserves to be brought into focus is that this work is regarded as the elder Van Gogh’s magnum opus. Sure, you can argue that the real Theo and Vincent thought little of this painting, calling it “a failure”. To which I reply that, again, this is a game for numerous people across the world, including those who are not familiar with art history. For many of us The Starry Night is viewed as one of the most popular art works, a special work, a valuable one. Therefore, by omitting historical accuracy Ikemen writers and designers try to achieve something more contributing to the plot - they try to evoke certain emotions. Putting the art of such great significance in the room of one of the brothers should be a clear indicator of the amount of respect and love the two of them share. Describing the emotional bond between them is mainly the prerogative of writers. But sometimes game design plays no less if not more meaningful role in the process of us as readers getting familiar with characters. The painting here becomes a subtle part of the plot as it highlights certain prerequisites of their relationship and prepares us for what is going to come next.

The latter is especially relevant to Vlad's route. The female portrait in the pureblood’s room is what takes background paintings in Ikevamp on a fundamentally new level - the level of plot-forming core.

Unlike those paintings I mentioned at the beginning, these ones are no longer a substitute for the room decor. Instead, they serve as a device that pushes the plot forward. It accumulates three major points that are relevant to the plot:

It adds the mystery element for triggering our curiosity. The portrait is ‘faceless’, and even though we all see the resemblance in features, there is this ‘if’ element. What if they decided to go with a classical Dracula plot? Eternal vampire loses his lover and waits for her to be reborn? Is this MC? Why can’t he remember her face?

The portrait itself allows us to get for a second into Vlad’s head and understand his feelings towards the mysterious woman. Vlad drawing her portrait is caused by the act of kindness she showed him. His entire motivation is connected to the single painting. She was the one who he wanted to be with. In order to do so, he had to become strong, to accept his tragic loss and move forward. The portrait serves as a silent reminder about what was his goal and why he chose the path he chose. 

It circulates the narrative. At the beginning, MC faces the challenge of being the third one in the relationship with Vlad and his unknown lover. She questions the identity of that unknown counterpart of hers and secretly wants to learn more about her. By revealing the truth of Vlad’s past and their connection, MC figures out who was the woman in the painting which in some way pushes her to find enough strength for making a certain groundbreaking decision. 

Finally, there is the third group of paintings that possess what I call ‘potential meaning’. These paintings maintain the main features of the two previous groups, namely, vague silhouettes combined with a rather clear narrative that somehow increases the possibility of them being more than a decorative object.

Take a look at the two paintings in Vincent’s room. In comparison to all other paintings these ones differ not only in terms of shape but also in terms of color. The lines seem to be more fluid, and the color palette is dominated by ochreous, blue and black which is typical for East Asian classical ink art. By taking a closer look, you can actually see the vague outlines of the sea and shrouded in mist mountains in the background. Personally to me such landscapes together with a specific composition angle remind of Hokusai’s Thirty-six Views of Mount Fuji which can be a great allusion to Van Gogh’s obsession with Japanese prints and their role in his artistic career. 

The huge painting in Comte’s living room has been haunting me for years, I shall admit. It portrays a marine landscape with a single boat chasing the wild waters in the dark or right before the sunrise. When talking about marine art, the first person that comes to my mind is Ivan Aivazovsky. Yet, it is evident that Aivazovsky’s style was pure romanticism with heavy realistic elements, whereas this painting looks like it's more about light and colores rather than clear and precise lines. And also this sun, this strange orange sun..that can be spotted only in Claude Monet's Impression. Sunrise. 

The mansion’s copy is a darker mirrow image of the original work. Nobody knows why Comte chose this painting for the mansion, but isn’t it a bit of irony that the painting that praises France, the country that suffered from the war with Prussia and was on its way to revitalisation, is located in the house that is about to face the battle between the lesser vampires and their haunters or rather the figurative war of two different morals (we are yet to know about it, though)?

Another version is that the painting serves as a metaphoric description of the character. In various routes MC mentions how Comte reminds her of the sun that made manifest, and everything supports this claim to be true, from his golden eyes and hair, to the brightness of the room and..paintings that symbolize the master of the mansion.

Finally, I wouldn't forget about the massive backlash Impressionists had to face at the early stage of the movement’s existence. It was only until the 5th Impressionist exhibition in 1880 that the artists finally got praised by critics. Just a bit more than 10 years before the MC’s appearance. However, we know that the creation of the mansion had taken place before this event. So, my point is that probably Monet’s painting was purchased by the greater vampire during the times when Impressionists were still harshly criticized by the Salon. And if so, the display of the painting that represents the les misérables of the art world speaks so much volume about Comte’s character and devotion to fulfill what he perceives as his noblesse oblige - to support those in need, to help them reveal their talent no matter what social class they belong to. 

The game room’s central painting is another amusing detail as it’s completely out of mood. Playing cards, watching chess games or taking any other light leisure activity with a glass of brandy in your hand, you rarely expect to raze your gaze from the table only to stare at the image of ruins. Yet, this is what we get here - a typical capriccio painting like those of Alessandro Salucci and Leonardo Coccorante.

Capriccio artists dared to do something new in the history of art - they put real archeological signs into fantasy surroundings, sometimes from the same time period that the artists lived in. To an extent, they brought the ancient past and allowed it to live in the future, which is not a bad allusion to the original purpose of the mansion’s creation.  

And here is what we can spot in Shakespeare’s room. At first, I didn't think much about this painting in Will’s bedroom but something felt odd. And then I understood. 

You see, there’s this famous Vincent’s work named Cafe Terrace at Night. The painting is created from the north eastern corner that allows us to see the starry night without facing an obstacle in the form of the cafe's roof. 

But this is how the modern cafe looks from a different perspective. Yellow elongated building with two wide niches that serve both as windows and entrance. 

Do you see it, right? RIGHT?

I headcanon that Vincent was so eager to spoil his new friend with a present that he decided to redraw his favorite work and  give it to the bard. But being an empathetic and observant one, Vincent immediately figured out Will’s admiration of everything unique and rare, so he decided to create a completely new version of his own painting instead of just redrawing it from the same angle as he did with sunflowers. 

Aaand this is what we get in the living room. Random at first sight, the composition of various unrelated pictures actually makes sense. The most evident one is, of course, the image of theater curtains. What else should we expect to see in the manor of the great Bard of Avon? The same curtains, by the way, appear in almost every scene where MC and her suitor are invited to Shakespeare’s play.

Just a small detail, but I think this is one of those rare occasions when we can actually name the place Ikemen writers took inspiration from (apart from, of course, Louvre and the University of Paris). What helps us here is the curtains over which we spot golden metal lambrequin with a cartouche that imitates the image of the sun.

Such a prolonged lambrequin with the sun image (in honor of Louis XIV, the Sun King and also the father of the Paris Opera) in the center actually exists only in one Parisian theater - Opera Garnier, where in 1888 Shakespeare’s  Roméo et Juliette was staged.

Just to make sure, look at the curtains in some of the most popular theaters that existed during the historical period in Ikevamp -  Théâtre du Châtelet or the Opéra-Comique. You won't find a similar one.

Two last possible Easter eggs may be related to the two historical objects that existed during Shakespear’s era. The first one is still connected to the curtains for as you see, there were rumors (modern archeological findings prove them to be true) that the first venue of Shakespeare’s plays was called ‘the Curtain Theatre’.

And the second thing I want to point at is two images of the chair. Honestly, I highly doubt that a person like Will who has an almost narcissistic obsession with expensive staff would put a painting of such low value in his private apartment. But I can understand it, if this is not an image of  some random piece of furniture but the well-known Shakespeare’s Courting Chair, wherein, according to William Henry, ‘the bard was used to sit, during his courtship, with his Anne upon his knee’. 

Anyway, I hope it wasn't too much. Thank you for reading!

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