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cursedcupcakemaster · 6 days ago
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I know this is quite random but can I please ask
for a yandere riddle Rose hearts with kianna like say he meets her through ACE as a girl wandering around the gardens of the college
I'm not really sure what else to ask so I guess the rest is up to you
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I'll see what i can do here. I Hope you like it
Warnings:Implied child abuse, stalking, sort of an open ending,implied drugging
Kianna komori belongs to @nunezs-stuff, Riddle Rosehearts and all other mentioned twisted wonderland characters belong to Yana Toboso and Disney
Kianna is the ramshackle prefect here because why not
The blossoming of mad love
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This all started because Riddle was rather stressed from the week after dealing with multiple rulebreakers and having to use his unique magic to get them back in line
Then there were the pranks. So many of them and they were usually the fault of one particular rulebreaker.
Riddle rubbed his temples as he attempted to calm his nerves when he caught visual of a certain ginger haired boy, the same one who was driving him mad and Riddle decided it was time to give him a piece of his mind
"Ace you have been-!"
Riddle found his heart in his throat upon seeing her
The most beautiful young lady he had ever seen, now while girls weren't very common in this college it wasnt unheard of for them to have visitors and Riddle had to clear his throat before Ace and the girl looked at him with Ace having a panicked expression
"Gah! Housewarden! " Ace exclaimed
"Ace...who is this?" Riddle inquired before Ace's expression became dumbfounded
"Huh? Dont you...recognize her? Its the prefect"
Just the very idea that this was the same person that he had belittled several times made his ears hot as he realized he was being rude to a lady
Clearing his throat Riddle apologized
"Forgive me prefect I didnt recognize you "
"Its okay Riddle" Kianna said
After Kianna headed away Riddle felt something in his chest, it was constricting and warm and he wanted more
Riddle started to do some digging and when he found out what Kiannas so called father had done to her, he was angry beyond words
It was one thing that his own mother had been a terrible parent but for a girl like Kianna he just didnt see how that man could treat a kind person like kianna like trash
It then hit him he could keep her far away from that monster to prevent further damage
All he needed was to bide his time until he could invite her for tea
After a few weeks Kianna finally accepted his invitation
Pouring the tea with a lovely aroma to accompany it
"Thank you for inviting me Riddle"
"Of course, after all I do want to make sure you're being treated well"
As Kianna lifted the cup to her lips Riddle was sure that his Rose would be safe from harm just as long as that was possible not many heads would need to roll
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cursedcupcakemaster · 17 days ago
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Hi youre free to ignore this but if I may ask would it be okay for me to request a picture of kou and my oc celine kissing ?
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The lower one is the closer to her hair color
Anyways its okay if you dont want to draw it i think your art is beautiful
Stolen Kisses before the Spotlight
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Enjoy!
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cursedcupcakemaster · 18 days ago
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Tired from practice 🫣
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cursedcupcakemaster · 18 days ago
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Another Grim story set
Warnings:blood, death,manipulation,implied abuse
Notes:I don't own diabolik lovers or its characters they belong to Rejet
I dont own Ichigo Mochizuki she belongs to @azusasstrawberry69
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The False Groom
Princess Mochizuki didnt ask for much but one thing to marry her true love
This true love was Azusa Mukami and while he was on his way to see her there would be a bit of unfortunate circumstances for the two for another sought Ichigo's heart
Kanato Sakamaki and he despised that Azusa held Ichigos heart while he had been forced to watch the two's happiness that he wanted for himself so he made a plan
If Azusa wanted to reach Ichigo he would have no choice but to go through Kanatos territory and then he could fulfill his wishes
The day eventually came where the young man indeed passed through the woods Kanato had taken residence in and he sent his familiar to ambush Azusa tying him up tightly while Kanato used a spell to assume Azusa's appearence so sweet Ichigo would be none the wiser of the vampiric princes' trickery
Kanato made his way to princess Mochizuki's home
Much to the princess' surprise her husband to be was more forward with his advances and desires compared to how quiet he usually acted
It wasnt only her who noticed the differences it was her servants as well who he seemed to torment when he was displeased
None of them knew that the true groom was deep in the woods attempting to escape the familiars of Kanato
Kanato knew soon enough the wedding would come long before Azusa could get to Ichigo and his familiars would likely not allow him to get far
One night Ichigo decided to go see her groom wanting to know why he was do different compared to how she remembered the normally sweet Azusa
As Ichigo made her way to the room she heard singing and peering inside she saw something that made her heart feel as if it were in her throat
In place of Azusa was a purple haired man with eyes that reminded her of heliotropes singing the song of Scarborough fair once he stopped he laughed to himself
"So long Azusa, Ichigo will be my bride very soon"
Ichigo realized she knew this man, a vampiric prince who attempted to obtain her hand once but she kindly rejected him.
She was able to put two and two together that her true husband to be must be in the wilds where the dark prince dwelled
Quietly making her way away from the false grooms room Ichigo set out on her horse riding off to find Azusa unaware she too would be followed
The dark woods were not given their name for any irrational reason, the whole forest itself felt as if one's eyes were always watching you each snap of a twig, every flutter of a ravens' wing could very well be the last sound you hear if you were to take one wrong step
Ichigo searched and searched until she came upon it a dark castle whos chambers within gave an almost unsettling sense of security
Were it anyone else's home the vast amounts of dolls and soft things might not have frightened the princess but she knew she mustn't let it distract her nor should she allow herself to be seen or heard for a single sound would surely draw the attention of the familiars she saw roaming, most ghastly things they were with broken and chipped porcelain like faces not unlike oversized dolls that had likely slaughtered whom Kanato ordered them to
Eventually she did indeed find Azusa, the two embracing but this joy was not to last for Azusa's face gave it away as two of the ghastly guards gripped them in a vice as Kanato made himself known and he was angry
Angry his bride had yet again chosen to run to another man, however this time he had decided to be lenient with the two knowing full well if he couldn't keep Ichigo he could surely fix this
A disturbed smile made it's way to the vampiric princes lips as he laughed
It only took a matter of days before the kingdom was in mourning, Azusa and Ichigo had been found dead in the dark forest, their throats slashed and their eyes gouged
What none knew outside of Kanato and his household was these bodies were of some fools he had decided were annoying enough to deserve his blade in their corpses and they provided a way to keep Azusa and Ichigo in his hands where surely one day both would break until then Kanato would have his fun
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cursedcupcakemaster · 24 days ago
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cursedcupcakemaster · 25 days ago
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cursedcupcakemaster · 25 days ago
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I don’t understand why so many people have stopped supporting Palestine...
Right now, we are sleeping in the streets just to reach American aid. Our lives are in serious danger, surrounded by tanks, all for a bag of flour or some lentils to feed our families.
Gaza has turned into a dark and desperate place because of hunger and the lack of basic necessities. The situation we are living through is beyond difficult.
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cursedcupcakemaster · 28 days ago
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Poll:a chapter where Celine came from the diabolik lovers universe and wound up in twisted wonderland via the dark carriage
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cursedcupcakemaster · 29 days ago
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cursedcupcakemaster · 29 days ago
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Special Promot Valentine day ♡
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Suitors + Their Valentine's Day Dream Scenario vs. Reality. – The perfect fantasy and the reality that follows. Pairing ; Riddle, Leona, Azul and Kalim.
Header Credit: Disney
Pairing: Multi Scenario x GenNeutral Reader.
Tags : Romance, Valentine’s Day, Intimate Moments, Frustration, Affection, Miscommunication, Imperfection, Vulnerability, Slight Possessiveness, Slow Burn, Emotional Struggles, Character Development and Subtle Humor.
Warning : Mild frustration, Imperfect situations and Missteps in plans.
A/N : Request from a friend, for special Valentine promotion: (10) Suitors + Their Valentine’s Day Dream Scenario vs. Reality. – The perfect fantasy and the reality that follows. Pairing ; Riddle, Leona, Azul and Kalim.
The following is my interpretation of what I believe Riddle, Leona, Azul and Kalim would say and act, and I kindly apologize if it does not align perfectly with the character or if you have a different understanding. Please bear in mind that it is intended purely for entertainment purposes and should not be taken to heart.
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Riddle Rosehearts ♚♥
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Dream: A Perfectly Choreographed, Elegant Display of Affection ♕♥
Riddle’s ideal Valentine’s Day is one of precision, order, and elegance. His sense of duty to maintain perfect decorum and high standards bleeds into every part of his life, and Valentine’s Day is no exception. He dreams of a day that goes according to his meticulous plan—a day that reflects his deep, unwavering affection for you but in a manner befitting the meticulous nature of his personality.
In his dream scenario, everything is pristine. The morning would start early, with you waking to a soft, carefully prepared breakfast in bed. Riddle would stand by the door, his posture as straight as a ruler, watching you with a gentle yet reserved smile. His face, always carefully composed, would soften only slightly as he hands you a tray filled with your favorite foods, each dish arranged with the utmost precision.
He would remind you, in his usual slightly formal tone, that ; "Everything today is to be perfect, and I expect nothing less than the same from you, [Name]." His voice is firm but kind, showing that he deeply cares for you, despite his outward strictness.
The day would then unfold as a carefully planned sequence of events. Riddle imagines taking you to a beautiful garden, where everything is arranged to showcase his refined taste. The roses, the perfectly manicured hedges, the meticulous placement of benches—it would all be for you. He would lead you through the garden with his arm around your waist, offering compliments that are subtly high praise, speaking about how you've surpassed his every expectation in grace, beauty, and intellect.
For Riddle, romance is about refinement, an experience where every moment is carefully crafted and executed. When it comes time to give you a gift, he would offer something meaningful—perhaps a rare, beautiful flower, something symbolic of his feelings for you, but also something that reflects his discipline and order.
"This," he’d say with an air of seriousness, "is to show my admiration for you. I expect nothing less than perfect gratitude for it." His stern face would soften just a touch when you smile at him, and he’d give you a rare, almost imperceptible nod of approval.
Later in the evening, he would take you to a formal, well-researched dinner spot—quiet, elegant, and free from distractions. The entire meal would unfold as he intended, from the first appetizer to the final course, each moment meticulously planned. His compliments to you would be restrained, but no less heartfelt: "I do enjoy your company," he might say, "You have an extraordinary way of keeping things... interesting."
As the evening draws to a close, he imagines sharing a quiet moment with you, perhaps standing on a balcony or in the garden under the stars. Here, in this perfect setting, he would speak more openly, telling you how much you mean to him, albeit in a reserved, carefully considered manner.
"I trust you will keep this day in the highest regard, as it has been carefully crafted for you. You deserve nothing less."
Reality: A Series of Missteps and Frustrations ♕♥
But, as is often the case for Riddle, reality is less about perfect precision and more about the unpredictable nature of life. The day doesn’t go exactly as he envisioned it. His need for control, while stemming from a desire to impress and make you happy, makes it all the more difficult when things don’t go according to plan.
The morning begins with a slight hiccup. Riddle, eager to make the day flawless, wakes early to prepare breakfast—but in his rush to ensure everything is perfect, he accidentally burns the toast. He doesn’t let on, of course, but his frustration is evident as he quickly substitutes the burnt food with something more presentable, all the while muttering under his breath about how this isn’t how it was supposed to be. "This is... unacceptable," he grumbles to himself, although he doesn’t let it show outwardly when he presents the breakfast tray to you. His face is slightly flushed, his usual composure faltering just a bit as he tries to mask his irritation.
The rest of the day follows a similar pattern. The garden he meticulously arranged turns out to be less picturesque than he imagined due to an unexpected rain shower. His plans to take you for a walk in the park are thrown off as the weather forces them to retreat indoors. Riddle’s heart sinks as his vision of a perfect, well-orchestrated day begins to unravel. His usual control over his emotions slips away bit by bit, though he tries to maintain his composure. He starts to become snappier, his polite yet biting remarks coming quicker, though it’s clear they stem from his frustration.
The gift he planned to give you—a rare flower he had carefully selected—is knocked over by an unexpected gust of wind. When Riddle reaches out to hand it to you, it crumbles in his hands, leaving him staring at the wilted petals in confusion. "I didn’t... plan for this," he mutters under his breath, the tension palpable in his usually calm demeanor. Despite the mishaps, he still tries to mask his growing frustration with his usual precision.
"I suppose... it’s still a gift, even if it doesn’t meet my expectations."
The dinner he had carefully researched turns out to be full of small, irritating flaws—the wine isn’t chilled enough, the staff is a bit disorganized, and the ambiance isn’t quite as elegant as he imagined. Riddle’s irritation grows as the evening wears on. You can tell, despite his attempts to remain composed, that things are not going the way he envisioned them. He eats with an air of frustration, not the serene composure he hoped for.
And then, the final blow—when Riddle finally opens up to you, as he planned in the quiet, reflective moment under the stars, his voice cracks a little as he admits, "I’m sorry. I wanted to make today perfect for you, but... I couldn’t control everything." He hesitates, his usual confidence faltering.
"I’ve made a mess of it all, haven’t I?" His words, though tinged with disappointment, are laced with vulnerability—he’s trying to communicate something deeper but struggles to put it into words.
The Aftermath: Acceptance and Tenderness ♕♥
Despite everything going wrong, the reality of the situation isn’t as bad as Riddle imagines. The evening ends not in perfection, but in acceptance. You smile at him, reassuring him that you didn’t need everything to go perfectly for the day to be meaningful. His dreams of an impeccable, flawless experience have been dashed, but in their place, something more genuine arises.
Riddle, though still frustrated, finds himself relaxing in your presence. He silently curses his inability to control everything, but he also knows, deep down, that you don’t mind. For once, it’s not about precision or perfection—it’s about the time spent together, the effort he put in, and the way he continues to show you he cares, even in the midst of chaos. His love, though wrapped in layers of order and expectation, is sincere and deep.
As the night draws to a close, Riddle looks at you, his usual stern expression softened with affection. "Perhaps... I was too focused on perfection. But for you," he says with a slight smile, "I suppose imperfection will have to do."
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Leona Kingscholar 𓃭♔
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Dream: A Quiet, Intimate Celebration of Affection 𓃭♔
Leona’s dream for Valentine’s Day is far from extravagant or overly flashy. Unlike others who seek grand displays of affection, his vision is more grounded—raw, intimate, and quiet. His idea of the perfect day involves just the two of you, far away from prying eyes, where you can escape from the weight of responsibilities and obligations. His love is far from gentle, and his dream is to show that, even in the quietest moments, his affection is overwhelming in its own way.
In Leona’s ideal scenario, the day would begin in the privacy of his room. The morning light would filter through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room. You’d wake up in his arms, feeling his warm, muscled body against yours, his lion tail curled protectively around you. The day starts with no hurry, no need for appearances.
He would lazily run his fingers through your hair, his voice rough and quiet as he murmurs, "You’re mine, no one else’s. You better remember that today." It would be a moment of deep possessiveness, but said with a relaxed confidence—there’s no one else he would share this day with, and you’re the one who gets to see the side of him that’s completely vulnerable.
Leona imagines spending the morning together, just the two of you, eating a simple breakfast. It wouldn't be anything fancy—probably just something homemade or easy to prepare—but it would be perfect because it’s shared between the two of you. He'd watch you with that lazy, almost smug grin of his, content in the knowledge that you’re right there with him, and no one else has the privilege of sharing this moment. A small compliment, perhaps a soft ; "You look good today," would slip from his lips, though he'd never admit it aloud, of course—he was never one to go overboard with words.
As the day continues, Leona’s ideal celebration would be slow-paced, like the languid rhythm of the savannah. He imagines taking you outside to the garden or somewhere secluded, away from the noise of the world. He’d rest his head against a tree, his strong arm draped around your shoulders, holding you close but without saying much. There’d be moments of quiet connection where he gazes at you through half-lidded eyes, his love conveyed through simple touches—his fingers gently tracing the curve of your jaw, his breath warm against your neck. In this moment, he would give you everything, without ever needing to say it aloud. The unspoken bond between you two is enough.
The evening would be just as understated. A dinner under the stars, perhaps with a fire crackling nearby. It wouldn’t be lavish or expensive. Just something hearty, something comforting—your presence next to him, sharing that meal, would be enough. When he looks at you, it’s not just admiration.
There’s a deeper emotion, one that speaks to his need to protect, to keep you by his side forever. "Stay with me," he’d say, in that low, growling voice of his. "You’re mine, remember?" His possessiveness, raw and unrefined, comes through in these words, but the intensity behind them shows just how deeply he feels.
As the night ends, Leona would want you to stay by his side, wrapped up in his embrace, falling asleep together. It’s not a night of fiery passion, but of quiet contentment, his body protectively pressed against yours, feeling your warmth and savoring the peace of having you near. There’s no need for more; the bond between the two of you speaks volumes.
Reality: A Series of Interruptions and Frustrations 𓃭 ♔
But reality, as it always does, has its way of derailing Leona’s dreams. The morning begins far from serene. Leona’s attempts to create a peaceful environment are interrupted by all sorts of distractions—he’s called away to take care of work, some unexpected issue needing his attention. He grumbles under his breath, irritation flickering in his normally half-lidded gaze. His plans for a relaxed morning with you are thrown off as he's forced to deal with tasks and responsibilities, and he’s less than pleased about it. His usual arrogance and pride bubble to the surface, and the last thing he wants is for anyone to see him as anything less than in control.
When he finally returns, frustrated but still determined to salvage the day, he doesn’t greet you with the warmth he had hoped for. Instead, his greeting is a low mutter as he flops down onto the couch, his expression tight.
"I had plans for today," he mutters, eyes narrowed. "But of course, nothing ever goes the way I want it." His annoyance is evident, though he tries to hide it beneath his usual nonchalance.
Breakfast, which was supposed to be a quiet affair, is a disaster. The food is burnt, and the atmosphere feels tense, as though nothing is going right. His growls of frustration and quiet swearing only serve to make the mood even heavier, and he’s clearly displeased by the turn of events. "You should’ve known better than to let this happen," he grumbles, though you know it’s not really your fault.
The rest of the day doesn’t improve. Leona’s attempt at a quiet outdoor moment is interrupted by students and staff, and he finds it hard to get into the mood. Every time he tries to relax, something else comes up. His patience grows thinner by the minute, and it’s only your gentle presence that keeps him from snapping entirely. His control over his temper isn’t as sharp as usual, but you understand that his frustration is born not from lack of affection, but from the overwhelming sense of things slipping from his grasp.
Dinner, which should have been a calm and intimate affair, becomes another inconvenience. The fire doesn’t light properly, and the quiet evening he envisioned is drowned out by the sound of other people. Leona seethes in silence, barely able to hold his irritation back. The possessiveness that usually defines him is amplified in his frustration, but instead of being endearing, it comes off as sharp, almost aggressive.
"Everything’s falling apart," he mutters, not to you, but to himself. His emotions swirl between possessive anger and helplessness. He feels powerless when his perfect vision slips away. But despite his bitterness, you gently reach for him, and for a moment, the storm within him calms.
The Aftermath: A Softening of the Rough Edges 𓃭 ♔
As the night draws to a close, Leona realizes that despite everything going wrong, he’s still here with you. The day may not have gone according to plan, but that doesn't matter as much as he thought it would. His possessiveness and frustration, while still present, begin to soften, and he finds himself leaning into you, drawing comfort from your presence.
In a rare moment of vulnerability, he admits, "I wanted it to be perfect. I wanted to show you everything. But... I guess sometimes, things don't go the way you want them to." His voice is quieter now, a shift from the usual raw, rough tone to something more tender. "But... as long as you're here, that's all I really care about."
You smile at him softly, brushing a hand through his hair. "I’m here, Leona. And that’s enough."
And for Leona, it truly is enough.
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Azul Ashengrotto 🖋📄
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Dream: A Lavish, Elegant, and Immaculately Executed Day of Romance 🖋📄
Azul Ashengrotto’s vision of Valentine’s Day is one of luxury, refinement, and control. He, the ambitious and strategic businessman, sees this day as an opportunity to prove how deeply he cares for you, but in a manner that aligns with his penchant for perfectionism and his inherent desire for control. Azul doesn’t do things halfway, and his dream scenario is built on opulence and grand gestures, though it’s all carefully designed to make an impression.
In his idealized dream, Azul starts the day by sweeping you off your feet with a surprise—an extravagant gift that is nothing short of spectacular. He would arrange for a luxurious breakfast in an exclusive setting, perhaps a private room at his restaurant, The Mostro Lounge, where he personally oversees every detail. The food, expertly prepared by top chefs, would be accompanied by delicate decorations that align with his pristine taste, setting the tone for a day designed to make you feel special and adored. His voice would be calm and comforting, though laced with pride, as he declares, "I wanted this day to be perfect for you, just as you deserve."
Following the breakfast, Azul envisions an afternoon that blends indulgence with exclusivity. Perhaps he arranges a private shopping experience for you at an upscale boutique, where every item is tailored to your preferences, chosen meticulously by him. He would revel in the joy of seeing you delighted, admiring your beauty as you try on various outfits, his eyes gleaming with affection behind his glasses. Azul’s form of affection is expressed through the little details—his gestures are quiet but meaningful. He would hand you each item, a soft smile on his lips as he admires your figure in each piece.
As the evening falls, Azul imagines himself hosting a private, candlelit dinner in a secluded garden or on a rooftop, away from prying eyes. There would be no distractions, just the two of you, and the gentle hum of jazz music playing in the background. The meal, of course, would be perfect—exquisite, crafted to your tastes, with fine wines flowing as Azul smiles indulgently, offering his compliments. "I had this meal prepared just for you," he would say softly, his voice rich with affection. "Each detail, every course, reflects how much you mean to me."
His dream date ends with a grand gesture—perhaps a soft kiss under the stars, his arms around you as he pulls you close, his heart swelling with pride and affection. Everything is as it should be, as perfect as his calculated planning can make it.
Reality: Unexpected Hiccups and Emotional Growth
But, as is often the case with Azul, reality doesn’t align perfectly with his lofty dreams. Despite his best efforts, things don’t go according to plan, and the cracks in his well-laid schemes start to show. Perhaps the luxurious breakfast he planned is delayed due to a miscommunication with the staff, or the private boutique he arranged for the shopping experience has a minor issue with stock. Azul, normally so composed and in control, feels the stress building as these minor setbacks accumulate.
As the day progresses, his calm, measured demeanor starts to show signs of strain. A gift he had handpicked for you—something precious and rare—arrives damaged, and he tries to hide his frustration, though it’s clear in his voice.
"It’s just... an unfortunate circumstance," he mutters, attempting to brush it off. His desire to control every detail starts to feel like a burden, but he continues to push forward with a smile, even though inside, he’s worried that these imperfections may ruin the day.
The evening, which he had imagined would be perfect, doesn’t go exactly as planned. Perhaps a slight misstep in timing means the dinner is delayed, or an unexpected guest causes a disruption. The pristine, romantic atmosphere he envisioned feels more chaotic than tranquil. Despite his best attempts to steer the night back on course, his anxiety begins to creep in. There’s an edge to his smile that wasn’t there before, the weight of his dreams and the pressure of trying to maintain control slowly taking its toll.
The Aftermath: Vulnerability and a Tender Moment of Connection 🖋📄
Despite the flaws, the evening ends on a far more personal note than Azul anticipated. As he sits across from you, his gaze softens, and he admits the truth behind his frustration. "I wanted everything to be flawless for you," he says quietly, his usual calculating nature replaced with vulnerability. "I thought... if I could create the perfect day, it would show you how much you mean to me."
There’s a tremor in his voice, a rare crack in his typically composed exterior, and it’s clear that the day’s imperfections have made him realize something more important. Azul may have desired a flawless, grand display of affection, but in the end, he understands that it’s not about perfection—it’s about the genuine emotion behind the effort.
He reaches for your hand, his touch gentle but firm. "You deserve everything I could give you... and more. I’m sorry that I let the little things bother me." His gaze is intense but filled with sincerity, as he quietly asks for your understanding.
In this moment, Azul’s true vulnerability is laid bare—he may not be the type to express himself openly, but his love for you runs deeper than any extravagant gift or meticulously planned evening. The imperfections of the day may have disrupted his control, but they’ve led him to a profound realization: his feelings for you aren’t about perfection, they’re about you.
The night ends not with a perfectly choreographed kiss but with something far more meaningful—Azul pulling you into a close embrace, whispering words of affection as he holds you close. "I’ll try harder, next time. But for tonight, this is all I can give you," he murmurs, his voice low and tender. And as you rest in his arms, you realize that sometimes, the most romantic moments are the ones that come after a little bit of chaos.
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Kalim Al-Asim 🧞‍♂️🎊
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Dream: A Grand, Extravagant, and Wholesome Day of Joy and Laughter 🧞‍♂️🎊
Kalim Al-Asim is a hopeless romantic with a heart as big as his smile, and when it comes to Valentine's Day, he dreams of a celebration filled with laughter, generosity, and over-the-top surprises. For Kalim, the idea of showing someone how much they mean to him is less about grand gestures and more about creating moments that make their heart swell with happiness. He envisions an unforgettable day—one that’s not only magical but joyous in every way.
In his ideal Valentine's scenario, Kalim imagines waking up early, just as the first light of dawn touches the sky, with an elaborate breakfast already waiting for you. The meal itself would be a beautiful array of your favorite dishes—delicious, aromatic, and prepared with all his heart. He would greet you with a wide grin, eager to see your reaction.
"I made you breakfast!" he’d say, his voice full of excitement. “I hope you like it, I’ve been thinking about this all week!” His joy is infectious, and the love he pours into the moment is undeniable.
After breakfast, Kalim imagines sweeping you away on a day of adventure—something fun and spontaneous. Maybe a trip to a carnival, a thrilling ride on a hot-air balloon, or a visit to a lavish garden he’s rented just for the two of you. Everything would be designed to make you feel like the center of the world. The air would be filled with the sound of his laughter, and Kalim would be as eager to make you smile as he is to experience joy himself. His exuberance and passion would light up every moment. Whether you’re riding a Ferris wheel together, walking hand in hand in a field of blooming flowers, or simply enjoying a spontaneous dance under the open sky, Kalim would make sure everything feels like a dream come true.
In the evening, Kalim envisions a lavish feast—perhaps a candlelit dinner under the stars, with twinkling lights and the warm glow of lanterns casting a soft light over the scene. It would be an intimate setting where you and he can share stories and laughter, with soft music playing in the background. Kalim would pull out all the stops to make the night feel as magical as possible, eager to spoil you with gifts and experiences that would leave you breathless.
"This night is all about you," he would say, his expression one of pure love and sincerity. "I want to make you as happy as you’ve made me."
The grand finale would be a special gift, something carefully chosen for you—maybe an exquisite necklace with a gemstone that mirrors your personality, or something unique that reflects your shared memories. And as the night ends, Kalim would hold you close, his arms warm and comforting, while he whispers how much he loves you. The night would be filled with laughter, love, and a sense of wonder—a fairytale come to life.
Reality: Unexpected Surprises and Heartfelt Efforts🧞‍♂️🎊
But as with most grand plans, Kalim's Valentine’s Day dream doesn't go entirely as envisioned. Despite his best efforts, things don’t always align perfectly.
First, his overwhelming excitement leads him to overlook a few details—perhaps his attempts at cooking breakfast end in a small disaster, with the pancakes a little too burnt and the coffee a little too strong.
"Oops!" Kalim laughs, his embarrassment quickly fading into genuine amusement. "Well, I guess I’m not the best chef, huh? But I can make it up to you!" His infectious smile never fades, even if the breakfast table isn't quite as perfect as he imagined.
Despite the small hiccups, Kalim's boundless energy doesn't waver, and he tries to make the rest of the day just as fun as he planned. But things still don’t go entirely as planned—maybe the weather turns unexpectedly gloomy during their outdoor adventure, or perhaps a surprise event at the carnival causes an unplanned delay.
There’s even a chance that Kalim’s exuberance leads him to rush things a little too much, making the day feel a bit more chaotic than romantic at times. But even in those moments, his optimism shines through. His laughter and upbeat attitude help you stay positive, even if the day hasn’t been picture-perfect. "It’s okay!" he’d say, his grin wide as ever. "We’re making memories, and that’s what matters most!"
The evening dinner, though, is where things truly come together—albeit in a more chaotic fashion than Kalim intended. Perhaps some of the planned decorations fall over, or the lighting isn’t quite as soft as he envisioned.
Despite all the little imperfections, he makes sure that the most important thing is still in place: the two of you enjoying each other's company. And when it’s time for gifts, Kalim presents you with something heartfelt, even if it’s not the grand masterpiece he imagined. It’s thoughtful, personal, and speaks to the time and effort he’s put into making the day special for you.
The Aftermath: Unmatched Joy and Affection🧞‍♂️🎊
Even though the day didn’t turn out exactly as Kalim had imagined, it’s still a success in his eyes. The reality, with all its imperfections, becomes something even more beautiful. Kalim’s genuine affection for you isn’t contingent on perfection—his love is unwavering and full of joy, no matter the circumstances. In the quiet aftermath, as the two of you relax together, he leans in, his eyes full of adoration.
"I’m sorry it wasn’t perfect," he says softly, though there’s no trace of regret in his voice. "But I hope you had fun with me. That’s all I wanted."
You smile, touched by the sincerity and warmth in his words. Despite the day’s unpredictable nature, Kalim’s love for you shines brighter than anything else. He’s not worried about how the day unfolded because the most important thing to him is the time spent with you. As the two of you cuddle up together, Kalim’s radiant smile is the only thing you need to feel truly loved. "As long as I’m with you," he whispers, "every day is perfect."
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Written by ; @qualitygiverdreamer09
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cursedcupcakemaster · 30 days ago
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Announcement my ocs will be moved to my other blog @love-scary-things
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Tagging: @melodyseashell22 , @nunezs-stuff, @azusasstrawberry69 , @eternaldarknesswitch, @tophatcats
I just felt like since many of my ocs are more on the spooky side they belonged there
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cursedcupcakemaster · 1 month ago
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I had a weird emotional dream about Thistle being in his early-mid 20s in human age, teaching lil students knowledges he got from his past & Laios. The students reminded him sm about his childhood w/ Delgal which was why he loved this job.
Here’s my artistic rendition of all I could remember:
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(The dialogue is made up bc I can’t remember any other details than the main point)
It felt like I haven’t seen him forever then he’s a grown up which idk if that’s possible, maybe, if things change as time comes idk. But yeah the imagery of him adulting & full of warmth made me emotional.
Sorry if it makes no sense, it’s was a dream after all. I’m just taking it as some silly “what if”.
Also, I know he’s an adult here but still no freakies in the tags n comments! 🫵 👁️ 👁️
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cursedcupcakemaster · 1 month ago
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Type:poison raspberry boba
Warnings;Stockholm syndrome, death, blood, Karlheinz
Notes:I don't own diabolik lovers or it's characters,Ichigo Mochizuki belongs to @azusasstrawberry69
Loosely based on a fairytale
Yandere beast Azusa Mukami x Ichigo Momochi headcanons
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Azusa was cursed into a beastly form that was only able to stay hidden in the woods
He hated it , it was lonely and the one who saved him said the only thing that could turn him back was the blood of humans
Though it did temporarily relieve him Azusa hated it, all he could hear were their screams and they didn't enjoy pain the way he did so when they met their ends with his claws it only made him sad
He wished desperately for someone who could stay with him without the need for their death
Then one night when the moon was full and high within the night sky, she came
A red haired beauty that made the breath in Azusas chest stop, even if it wasn't beating anymore his heart swelled with joy
Seeing that she looked frightened while lost in the woods he decided he would help her so he led her to the path that would take her to the place he had been using for shelter
A large manor within the wood courteousy of his savior
Azusa smiled to himself as she made herself at home all while keeping himself hidden
As days passed and Azusa learned his angels name Ichigo, that name was like honey in his ears and though Ichigo might have asked to see him many times Azusa knew he couldn't allow her to see him until he fed once more
One night he went out to find blood but what he didnt know is his angel had decided to follow the sound of his footsteps
After stopping the screaming of his victim Azusa drank the forbidden crimson that dribbled down his chin and Ichigo was able to get a good look
He resembled something that had the feet of a goat, talons of a bird where his hands should be and horns upon his head
Covering her mouth so she couldn't scream Ichigo watched as Azusa changed back into who he used to be long before this curse afflicted him
A handsome young man with pale skin and soft eyes with scars all over him
She didnt want to believe it her rescuer was a monster stepping back her foot snapped a twig and this got Azusas attention
Fearing for her life Ichigo ran and Azusa ran after her
When he eventually caught her she screamed and he tried to calm her down explaining he wouldn't hurt her in fact if he had a choice he wouldn't have killed anyone
He explained to her that on certain nights he required blood if he wanted to remain in his true form as opposed to his beastly one
He didnt want her to see him like this because he adored her too much
Feeling moved by his plight Ichigo offered the beastly young man a deal
For the lives of anyone else who came across his territory she would give him her blood
Azusa agreed to her terms
Ichigos blood was sweeter than anything hed tasted before and it soothed his heart knowing he didnt have to kill anyone anymore espically not his mate
What neither would ever know was this was part of the plan the man who saved Azusa made and now he could surely say his plan was a success
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cursedcupcakemaster · 1 month ago
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They look so happy
A gift for @cursedcupcakemaster ty for making so many stories for me 😁 I hope you like it
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cursedcupcakemaster · 1 month ago
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