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[ikemenlibrary]

my MAN ✨

he looks SO good in this. you did him justice in all the best ways.

this has made my day thank you for blessing me ❤️

moodboard: lewie

“nothing could prepare me for how hard it is to imagine letting you go.”

[ikemenlibrary]

Reggie, you’re the sweetest. I already DM’d you my thanks, but also wanted to thank you here as well, so everyone can see how lovely this piece of writing is!

Happy birthday to Bryn!

This is for you @sunshinejihyun

birthday, beautiful, and bashful

Jin x MC

Theo & MC

[ikemenlibrary]

awwww! T!! thank you so so much ❤️ this was a lovely birthday present. you used my face claim for Theo im speechless! I love this so much. It perfectly embodies him 🥺

Also thanks for clarifying the Peter Parker thing cos I was hella confused😂

moodboard: theo

“i’m looking for my forever person. could that be you?”

— hbd @ikemenlibrary , i hope all the weird questions now make sense. i was never actually talking about peter parker, lol!

[ikemenlibrary]

as for now, this blog is inactive.

thank you all so much for your love and support during my time on tumblr. I may be back someday - who knows.

but as of now, it’s time for me to separate for the time being.

love, bryn 💗

[ikemenlibrary]

PLEAAAAAAASSSSEEEEEE THIS IS TOO CUTE HES so concentrated that’s adorable actually 🥹 the apron is so funny too bc he definitely didn’t wear the apron willingly but it’s so frickin cute

Hii Maeko!! May I request something cute with Licht please? Maybe of him and MC at a bookstore together, or where they’re in then kitchen baking together (since Licht loves her pastries so much)? Thank you so much, and no rush!!

Heya! Here's Licht baking exploding darioles with Emma in their kitchen date ☺️💖💖💖 I hope I manage to make the scene cute😣💦

And this will be the final drawing request, thank you very much to the people who ask drawing request 😊💖💖💖

[ikemenlibrary]

[ikemenlibrary]

done boopin’. thanks for everyone who let me spam them 💕

[ikemenlibrary]

as some of you have noticed, I’ve been relatively quiet as of late. or maybe you haven’t, I don’t know. I’m telling myself people have as a reason to make this post.

long story short, I feel very disconnected from the fandom. with the exchanges, I don’t feel like I’m part of the community anymore, just a means to host a community event. and don’t get me wrong, I’ve loved hosting the exchanges, but I’ve been trying to take time lately to enjoy the games on my own, and bringing my love for it back.

it’s been hard, but needed.

that being said, I don’t know when I’ll be back to writing or hosting fandom events. I know I want to som day, but as of right now, I’m really just enjoying the games for what they are, and I’ve re-fallen in love with Comte, Licht, Luka, and Yukimura.

thank you all for listening, and for hopefully understanding. I hope to hear from some of you soon. 💕

[ikemenlibrary]

DEMO [updated date] // MORE // DISCORD // FAQ

eleven years the northern lands have lived under the council's rule, waiting for you, the heir, to take the forgotten throne. despite the council's good intentions, only you can resolve the issues they've so desperately concealed.

death threats, prophecies, rumors of rebellion, and the rise of animal attacks have left you with no other choice but to take the throne. yet, after all these years, to take the throne you must meet one condition.

will you be able to claim the throne? or will you let the northern lands fall into ruins?

play as male, female, nonbinary; straight, gay, lesbian, bi/pansexual, demi/asexual + have the chance to set your own pronouns

romance any of the four* characters. all four love interests have fixed genders: two males, one female, one non-binary. tropes include friends to lovers, stuck together, enemies to lovers and forbidden love

customize your heir's personality. there are eight different character traits that will be decided based on the choices you make in the game: charming/blunt, kind/calculated, intelligent/intuitive and cautious/adventurous

customize your heir's feelings. the heir's opinion on three pivotal stances the scour the lands: traditions, immortals and the gifted. your heir's stance on each of these topics will determine their relationship with other characters and pave the road to the taking of their throne

THE CAPTAIN OF THE GUARD

Inoaz Amihan was only a boy when he joined the Aesian army, now Captain of the Guard and sworn protector of the Heir, his family's safety depends on his ability to carry out a prophecy no one seems to remember.

protective ✘ kind ✘ selfless ✘ perfectionist ✘ dutifulch

THE GUARD [SPYMASTER]

Sol Fiera was a young woman when she betrayed her family name. Now a guard and unbeknownst to all, spymaster to the False Queen's Heir, the stability of the throne depends on her ability to renounce her only opportunity for redemption.

direct ✘ pragmatic ✘ independent ✘ intelligent ✘ calculating

PRINCEX OF ILLYION

Halon Rilchanar, in spite of their people's disapproval, set on a journey in search of the Heir of the Northern Lands. To help the Heir reach their potential, they must first earn trust. But, it will prove to be more difficult than they imagine when an old friend refuses to let them do this on their own.

charismatic ✘ gentle ✘ explorer ✘ trustworthy ✘ visionary

BLACKSMITH [LORD OF ZAHAR]

Kasek Faror, in search of his sister, must confront his past to find the answers he seeks. His search takes him to a foreign land seeking an audience with the Lady of the Forest, whose only condition to speak with her is that he re-assumes his long-forgotten title.

adaptable ✘ impulsive ✘ selfish ✘ misunderstood ✘ honest

[ikemenlibrary]

Ramadan starts soon (Monday, March 11) and I was of the mind to participate, if only to call for attention for what is happening in the world. But what will fasting do when there are people deliberately being starved? What will me fasting do when it most likely will go unnoticed?

Would anyone be interested in donating or buying E-sims in exchange of x reader fanfiction? For every donation or e-sim bought I write something the donator requests?

[ikemenlibrary]

Ramadan starts soon (Monday, March 11) and I was of the mind to participate, if only to call for attention for what is happening in the world. But what will fasting do when there are people deliberately being starved? What will me fasting do when it most likely will go unnoticed?

Would anyone be interested in donating or buying E-sims in exchange of x reader fanfiction? For every donation or e-sim bought I write something the donator requests?

[ikemenlibrary]

I am grinning like A FOOL!

one of my favorite things ever is to embarrass yuki, but bonus points for doing it while complimenting him 🥰

thanks Nemo, for the opportunity and for opening up writing requests for a great cause 🩷

Eye Contact

Ramadan Mubarak! For those who missed out, I am offering to write x reader fanfiction in exchange for donations or e-sims. Let's do our best to bring some relief to those forced into starvation and to those who don't know what peace is.

This piece is for @ikemenlibrary who donated to PCRF (Palestine Children's Relief Fund) for they aren't just denied food, but also a childhood amongst many other things.

Check out my masterlist to see what fandoms I write for. Though, if you can spare some time, write your representatives a letter as well!

Fandom: Ikesen

Character: Yukimura Sanada

Notes: "I could stare at you forever." "Creep." artist!reader (MC?)

It was hard living in a castle filled with beauties. And what many types there were to appreciate! The delicate, the icy, the ruggedly handsome, the artistic, you named it and Kasugayama housed it. There was simply no escaping it, and as an artist you didn’t want to miss out either, eyes set on all the beauty that surrounded you in the castle in your quest for inspiration. 

Harder was the discerning eye of one particular pair of chestnut browns that always caught you. At first Yukimura thought it was by accident, his eyes flitting away as it met yours with a blush and a cough. Then, as it happened more it aroused curiosity, lingering on longer, meeting yours before shyly turning away, never able to maintain the eye contact for long. 

It took the man a long while to grow more bold. But you had patience, enjoying the autumn crimson colours on the man whenever he blushed at your staring. Enjoying it even more when you would catch him staring, flashing a sweet smile into his direction that made him choke on his own air. 

But you knew what he knew but didn’t dare to express. You knew, alongside the rest of the castle of beauties who silently smiled at the last of them to blossom. 

“What are you staring at?” 

The question came out rougher than he meant to. The sun setting and the last round of practice going around as soldiers stood in formation. You found that Yukimura looked best in the warm colours of twilight, appreciating the way the melatonin in his hair reflected almost red. 

“You,” was your immediate answer, unabashed, soaking up the warmth of the remaining day and the warmth Yukimura gave you, the delight reawakening as you spotted that flush of red on his cheeks when he tried not to stutter and stumble over his next words, his eyes telling you all you needed to know as they burnished and locked into yours. It was his mind that couldn’t catch up, but that’s what made him all the more entertaining to watch. 

“Well, stop staring. You will grow cross-eyed,” the Sanada tells you, finally managing a full sentence as he turns around, his spear firmly planted next to him as the sun flushes over his broad shoulders, casting yet another imagery that you wished you could snap into eternity. 

“I could stare at you forever,” you finally breathe, genuine in your affection for the man and your appreciation, even if Yukimura was the last person on earth that you could ever describe as artistic. 

the tip of his spear wobbles, his formation falling apart before Yukimura catches himself once more, face flush red now in front of all his soldiers as he pronounces; “creep!”, a quick turn on his feet as he faces you fully, face so hot it could have popped his favourite chestnuts before stilling when he sees the expression on your face. 

It was he who couldn’t take his eyes off you. Not when you smiled so tenderly, the way you did only in his direction. Not when you were bathed in hues of orange and red from the sun, cloaked in the colours he adored the most, cradling the person he loved the most. 

“Forever, and ever, and ever,” you continue to tease Yukimura, filling his body with an everlasting warmth that he holds onto tightly.

[ikemenlibrary]

Ramadan starts soon (Monday, March 11) and I was of the mind to participate, if only to call for attention for what is happening in the world. But what will fasting do when there are people deliberately being starved? What will me fasting do when it most likely will go unnoticed?

Would anyone be interested in donating or buying E-sims in exchange of x reader fanfiction? For every donation or e-sim bought I write something the donator requests?

[ikemenlibrary]

Dropping by to send some moots and favorite blogs some love! Hope this ask finds you well, please never stop being your lovely self, and thank you for all the content you share with us. We appreciate you dearly! Please take care and have a yourself wonderful week ahead ☺️❤️

ahh, thank you anon. this was such a wonderful ask, and has given me strength to finish out the week, no matter how much I don’t want to.💕🌸

[ikemenlibrary]

My Ikémen Valentine Gift Exchange Masterlist

Thank you all once again for another great and successful exchange! I can't wait to see you all soon :) <3

The Gentle Stag Spell of Love | Keith Howell x MC | by @queengiuliettafirstlady for keithsandwich

A Sweet Taste | Silvio Ricci x Emma (MC) | by @keithsandwich for goustmilk

Love Letters (Artwork) | Nokto Klein x Noele (OC) | by @goustmilk for drachonia

Chocolates & Cake (Artwork) | Jin Grandet x Lenore (OC) | by @drachonia for randonauticrap

Silent Letters to My Beloved | Rio Ortiz x Gender Neutral Reader | by @randonauticrap for coderealizes

A Chance Event | Clavis Lelouch x Female Reader | by @coderealizes for pondlilies00

A Trip Away (Artwork) | Nokto Klein x MC | by @pondlilies00 for maeko-kun

Give Me The Smile in Your Heart (Artwork) | Vlad x MC | by @maeko-kun for tacogawa

Under The Trees (Artwork) | Leon Dompteur x Julie (OC) | by @tacogawa for queengiuliettafirstlady

Together | Cyran Rose x AU Emma (MC) | by @violettduchess for readerinsertfiction

Fate | Comte de Saint Germain x MC | by readerinsertfiction for ikemenlibrary

Valentines in Wonderland | Luka Clemence x Alice (MC) | by @readerinsertfanfiction for bluejay-writes

Puppy Love Picnic | Silvio Ricci x Airin (OC) | by @bluejay-writes for airin-queenz

Sweet's Love (Artwork) | Keith Howell x Emma (MC) | by @airin-queenz for ridiculouslly-ridiculous

Finding Home Within You | Leon Dompteur x Emma (MC) | by @ridiculouslly-ridiculous for chirp-a-chirp

Revolve | Isaac Newton x Mitsuki (MC) | by @chirp-a-chirp for fang-and-feather

A Taste of Domesticity | Isaac Newton x Reader | by @fang-and-feather for bicayaya

How To Take Care of a Sick MC | Keith Howell x Emma (MC) | by @bicayaya for pillowpillowillow

Love Potion for Two | Clavis Lelouch x Emma (MC) | by @pillowpillowillo for kalims-pessimist-bestie

Take a Break | Jin Grandet x Oliver (OC) | by @kalims-pessimist-bestie for olivermorningstar

Evening Ride With You (Artwork) | Licht Klein x Emma (MC) | by @olivermorningstar for xbalayage

A Hidden Feeling | Silvio Ricci x Reader | by @xbalayage for violettduchess

It's You. You're My Kink | Clavis Lelouch x Emma (MC) | by @ohtomatotome for kokorokai

Sweeter Than Chocolate | Lancelot Kingsley x Alice (MC) | by @kokorokai for daegupaksu

Tempering Chocolate (Artwork) | Sebastian x Mitsuki (MC) | by @daegupaksu for ohtomatotome

Smarty Pants | Leonardo da Vinci x MC | by @sunnyikemen for technicolorbirds

Haunted Dreams | Licht Klein x Emma (MC) | by @technicolorbirds for midwinterrmomento

Flower Language | Leonardo da Vinci x MC | by @midwinterrmemento for sunnyikemen

[ikemenlibrary]

Ikémen Prince Gift Exchange Masterlist

Thank you to everyone who chose to participate in this event and helped make it a success! Everyone is so talented, and I am in awe of all of you <3 Going through all your pieces have been truly enjoyable and I've loved every minute of it!

Prove It To Me | Jin Grandet x Reader | by @nightghoul381 for xxsycamore

They Say Distance Makes The Heart Grow Fonder | Nokto Klein x Emma (MC) | by @xxsycamore for nightghoul381

Unaccepted Together | Clavis Lelouch x Reader | by @nightghoul381 for scummy-writes

Autumn Daze | Gilbert Von Obsidian x MC | by @scummy-writes for daegupaksu

A Starry Tryst (Artwork) | Nokto Klein x Noele (OC) | by @daegupaksu for drachonia

Sea at Sunrise (Artwork) | Silvio Ricci x MC | by @drachonia for nightghoul381

Bookmarked Dialogue | Keith Howell x Julie (OC) | by @ikemenlibrary for queengiuliettafirstlady

The Gentle Stag Rewrites The Stars | Keith Howell x MC | by @queengiuliettafirstlady for ridiculouslly-ridiculous

Princess Picnic Pick Me Up | Rio Ortiz, Clavis Lelouch, Silvio Ricci, Gilbert Von Obsidian, MC | by @ridiculouslly-ridiculous for misty-moth

Peter Clavis and the Lost Boys (Artwork) | Clavis Lelouch, Nokto Klein, Luke Randolph | by @misty-moth for pondlilies00

Take a Rest (Artwork) | Sariel Noir x MC | by @pondlilies00 for alydra (bluejay-writes)

This is fine. | Chevalier Michel x MC | by @bluejay-writes for randonauticrap

Ember Glows the Heart | Leon Dompteur x MC/Reader | by @randonauticrap for myonlyjknight

A Clavish Day Off | Clavis Lelouch x MC | by @myonlyjknight for claviscollections

Petrichor | Yves Kloss x MC/Reader | by @claviscollections for pillowpillowillow

The Voyager Prince (Artwork) | Silvio Ricci | by @pillowpillowillo for aquilapolariz

In Business, In Life | Silvio Ricci x Hyacinth (OC) | by @aquilapolariz for tacogawa

La Belle et la Bête (Artwork) | Leon Dompteur x MC | by @tacogawa for kokorokai

The Tyrant's New Wife (Artwork) | Silvio Ricci x Airin D'Avalos (OC) | by @kokorokai for airin-queenz

Chilly Morning's Date | Licht Klein x MC | by @airin-queenz for ikemenlibrary

Read to Me | Chevalier Michel x MC | by @ikeromantic for aquagirl1978

What Was I Made For | Gilbert Von Obsidian x Rosemary (OC) | by @aquagirl1978 for prisoniclover

Return | Leon Dompteur x Emma (MC) | by @prisoniclover for chirp-a-chirp

Cat-astrophe | Clavis Lelouch x MC | by @chirp-a-chirp (with art by @aide-falls) for katriniac (ohtomatotome)

Getting There is Half the Fun | Keith Howell x Emma (MC) | by @ohtomatotome for violettduchess

Practical Magic | Clavis Lelouch x Emma (MC) | by @violettduchess for ikeromantic

[ikemenlibrary]

I’m still in bed, having just only woken up, yet kicking my little feetsies in excitement 🥹

this was such a lovely surprise, and has absolutely warmed my heart in the best way. nemo, thank you for thinking of me and for all your support through the exchange. I think I’d go crazy without you.

this was so wonderfully written in a way I can’t describe. I don’t know what it is, but your writing is able to capture Comte in a way that I don’t normally see, yet embodies him as a whole. what a sweet, sad sugar daddy man.

you’re the best. 💛

Fate

A surprise gift for @ikemenlibrary because the organiser of 'My Ikemen Valentine Gift Exchange' didn't include herself despite all of the hard work needed to put the event together. You really need to reward yourself a little more. My only regret in this is that I don't know Licht.

Fandom: Ikemen Vampire

Character: Comte de Saint Germain

Warnings: mentions of death in euphemism

Masterlist 

Follow the voice. 

That was all the instructions you had received for your assignment. What it meant, you had no clue. How it worked, even less, but you went along with it when the door unlocked and the familiar dark hallways doomed up for you, taking you to wherever you were needed. 

“If we meet again.” 

A voice, one you didn’t know but felt a pang of familiarity with all the same, doomed up from the darkness. “If we meet again,” it echoed, like a desperate prayer, filled with sadness from the speaker that only knew regret and no religion. 

“If we meet again, would you be willing…” 

Heart aching you followed the voice, reaching out for the next door and pushed in, praying that you could help whatever regret and wish you would find behind. 

Amber golden eyes met yours in surprise, tears streaming out of them ruining the handsome visage of a man brought onto his knees. It seemed he had been kneeling indeed, though there was no apparent religion that you could distinguish out of his form. 

“You…” he speaks first and you straighten yourself, taking a deep breath before shutting the door, officially starting your assignment. 

“Regret,” Comte, as the man calls himself, repeats after you. A sardonic smile sets on his lips along with clasped hands that stretch the skin out over his knuckles. “Yes, you can call it that,” he murmurs softly, but you can see that he doesn’t quite believe it. 

It had taken very little convincing to explain your presence and job to him. Surprisingly so, but you supposed that Comte being a vampire and immortal had helped the matter. Something about being beyond human understanding as a shared trait helped in that. You could appreciate the ease in that, however, knowing that everything that would follow after was harder. Tempting fate was, after all, a world altering matter. 

“First we need to figure out what chain started the path we want to change,” you started, finding that explaining alternate universes and paths was surprisingly easy as well to a pureblood vampire. “Usually we do this by working backwards in events, targeting big crosspoints before zooming in, but I can imagine that you rather not re-experience her death,” you mused, a bump in your heart at the thought of this unknown soulmate that Comte had. 

It felt strange to feel envy for someone you didn’t know at all. Comte had been very sparse on the details of his lover and acclaimed soulmate, only revealing that he had been too hesitant in his own feelings and too late to realise the depth of his emotions. Your envy was made even stranger knowing the fate that befell the soulmate. 

“No, let’s not do that,” Comte grimaces, hands still clenched together in a tight prayer. You can see how hard he tries to think of a solution, one that will change the fate of a human, a fragile existence even in alternate universes, without having to trial and error her death. “Do you believe in soulmates?” he asks you suddenly, and you wonder why it is relevant what you think and believe in. 

It is a question you never really thought of. Not truly. And certainly not a question you expect on the first day of your job. You usually spend it trying to understand the assignment at hand, the client and their wishes. But now that you are and as you think back of the prayer you heard in the hallway, unfinished. The question in which you hope the answer will be one that will lead Comte back to happiness, for the weight of sadness in his voice and the weight of his regret laid heavy on your consciousness. 

“Maybe?” you say, not having the heart to say no, not truly believing in ‘no’ either as you think of Comte and the depth of his love that had brought you here. 

“A maybe is a no,” Comte chuckles, sounding so helplessly bitter at that moment before a resolution sets in his mind. 

“I know a certain way to change her fate,” Comte says, his confidence faltering just a second before he steels himself with resolution, eyes hardening but avoiding yours. 

His solution turns out to be a tremendous job. One that you aren’t quite sure will work, for fate worked in strange ways. 

“Are you sure?” you repeat, hand once more on the door and his placed next to yours. “It is no small matter striking out the name of another in the book of fate,” you caution, a little nervous at the idea of altering fate at its very core, “the backlash will be great.” 

Comte remains confident, however, his hand moving over yours on the door as he forces you to push. Those amber gold eyes never meet yours. They haven’t since he resolved himself. 

“That is my burden to carry,” he tells you. 

Comte never told you the name you had to strike from the book of fate, nor did he tell you the name that was tied to it. The simple sounding request and the near impossible assignment left a bad taste in your mouth, your gut telling you to cut the assignment short and leave. To deny this request. 

“If you met her again,” you repeat the question that led you to Comte in the first place, the familiar hallway empty as ever, but quiet this time as the two of you search for the end, “would you be willing…”

“Yes,” Comte answers immediately, cutting off your question as his hand in yours clenched tightly, meaning the affirmative with every sense of his being, “yes, and a thousand times over,” he repeats, his voice at peace, but the sadness lingering forever as you arrive at your next destination. 

“And do you believe in fate?” you ask when opening the door, revealing a room that blinds you before revealing all the names and souls bound together, a red string appearing around your pinky finger that pulls taut.

“Yes.” Is all Comte says, raising the red thread winding around his finger and towards his lips, pressing a first and last kiss to your shared fate before he snaps the thread and the world turns dark. 

Follow the voice

It was all the detail you received walking down the dark hallways, wondering what your assignment was and what your last one had been, a lingering question comes to mind as you sound it out yourself; 

“If we met again, would you be willing,” you sound, hoping for a yes, your legs moving as you remember the snap of fate and the amber gold eyes that had tried to spare you from a fate he thought worse than the snap of the thread. 

“Yes, if we met again I’d be willing to be your soulmate again,” you call out, switching strategies as you beg the darkness for the voice to lead you to Comte again, but it remains quiet as you continue down the hallway that never ends. 

“If we met, would you love me again?” you call out, asking the next question that comes to mind as you press against every door that you find, hoping to find one that will give and allow you in. 

A thousand promises and countless alternate universes and you knew, you’d love the man with amber gold eyes over and over again, with his sad smiles and his bright ones, even as the world crumbled around you and the hallway endless.

“Yes, yes, a thousand times yes,” you call out in the darkness, desperation overtaking you as a prayer swells up and a voice whispers as time restarts along with fate; 

“If we meet again, would you be willing to love me still?”