#Lost in a lustful elixir

[theimaginativelyreticent]

Aphrodisiac Event Part 2: Lost in a Lustful Elixir SE

Elbert Greetia - chap 1 || chap 2 || Bitter End || Premium End || EPILOGUE

Alfons Sylvatica - chap 1 || chap 2 || Bitter End || Premium End || EPILOGUE

Roger Barel - chap 1 || chap 2 || Bitter End || Premium End || EPILOGUE

Ellis Twilight - 95k Bonus Story

I missed a 3x lucky time to spend an item and so I spent love potions instead which I saved for Elbie's but well , his own 100k BS is still too far. And since I already spent some items, I will definitely get that 95k bonus of Ellis even though I never planned to. (For story events, I will only spend items for a bonus story if it's Jude/Elbie. Others are optional. I'm satisfied with the epilogue which is easy to acquire)

PART I [ William, Harry, Liam ]

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[soraofflitter]

Isn‘t Liam kind of the maknae of IkeVil? 🤔

Seems like only Liam ever gets real punishments..

Like when Victor made him sweep the castle or whatever in Lost in Lustful elixir 😆

Thanks to @theimaginativelyreticent for archiving the event, I didn’t have the Victor screenshot saved 🙂

[konpeitocontraband]

See this is how I know the majority of people clutching their pearls over LaDS have never played an otome before, because walking into a high society orgy party is on brand for an Ikemen game atp

[cozyfaee]

This is so sweet, I love when moments like this are written 🥺

[sunshine-and-her-ikevil-stuff]

I often times forget that Will was still a minor when he met Victor

And grew up the rest of the way with him. Which is really bittersweet

[movedblog-thesacrificialdove]

the idea of a YAN!WITCH speaks to me because you know that fucker is going to act like your friend, trick you, fuck you under a spell, and lock you with a magic collar to keep you in his fucking hut.

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witches aren't always deceitful. actually, maybe most witches would want to help you get out of this haunted forest. their choice to live there is only because it has the most ingredients to potions that they could profit off of.

but this witch? he stays in the forest because he is the danger. he knows he's obsessessive. the pile of rotting corpses and frayed bones in his storage room is proof of it. he finds someone lost, takes them in like a good witch, use magic on them, and play with them until they eventually rot in their mortal body.

and he sees you. you're different. you're a different breed. you're innocent, but not quite clueless. you're trusting, but not naive. you can stand up to him but you say it so fucking meekly he doesn't know what to do to you!

well, that's a lie. he does know. you come in here, like any other human, and he invites you in as always. but this time—you refuse. it's cliché and typical of him to be so hung up on someone like you. still, its effective. he tries everything to get you inside: threats of monsters, the impending true darkness, the coldness of the night, everything.

it's only when he promises you food do you actually come in. he should've tried that in the first place.

so you come in, all wide eyed at his cabin and loving all the decor inside. you, of course, don't notice the potion he slipped in your drink. you even compliment the taste—so fucking helpless.

what's a wonder is that he didn't even need to give you some sort of love potion (love potion is a tacky name. he prefers elixir of submission). before you even pass asleep, your eyes drift down his body and blush a hot pink when he notices you staring.

you're lustful and needy. it doesn't take you long to open up to him because he learns you're so touch starved. but your eyes close as he kisses down your neck and fondle your body.

it's a shame that you're asleep. but then again, you asked for this. he continues to fondle you before you even wake up and beg for his cock, unknowing your lips already enveloped it.

his playthings really only last the mortal's average lifespan. but you, he would like to keep you a little longer. once you drink from him again, your body will regenerate and allows you to live just a few years more in this beauty of an appearance you have.

he can't wait for eternity.

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[666love666gaming]

Lost in a Lustful Elixir Story Event

William's Story: Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Ch 3 Bitter / Ch 3 Premium / Premium Epilogue

Liam's Story: Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Ch 3 Bitter / Ch 3 Premium / Premium Epilogue

Harrison's Story: Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Ch 3 Bitter / Ch 3 Premium / Premium Epilogue

Jude's 95000 Love Points Bonus Story

[ikemen-trifecta]

Kate and Elbert in the Lost in a Lustful Elixir Event:

*meant to be viewed with a small screen b/c of pesky pixels

edit by @mitch4tune

"Snippet of my Fairytale Keeper notes: - Robin's got Morticia Addams energy when it comes to wanting Elbert to scare her (consensually). - He enjoys teasing and taunting so he can see her angry pout, but he repeatedly says, 'Tell me what you want.'"

～Cast～ Anjelica Huston (Morticia Addams) - Kate Raúl Juliá (Gomez Addams/sword clatter) - Elbert/cage clatter

Ikememes masterlist fanfic request guidelines mod bios

[ludivineikewolf]

SO YOU'RE TELLING ME THAT KATE AND HARRY DID ANAL IN THE CURRENT STORY EVENT lost in a lustful elixir

BRUHHHHHH 💀💀💀

Also we got this sprite of Harry.

This is the closest we're getting to shirtless sprites

[leiawritesstories]

sleepless in terrasen

@throneofglassmicrofics instead of final papers i wrote...this 🫣

prompts: Sleepless & Rapture & Elixir

word count: 1,059 (whoops)

warnings: NSFW CONTENT OOPSIES

enjoy!!!

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She hadn't been able to sleep.

After two hours of tossing and turning, silken sheets rustling in agitation beneath her flushed skin, Aelin groaned in frustration and rolled out of her bed. Damn the man sleeping one door away from her. Damn his stupid sexy smirk and his stupid hot lips and his stupid big hands. Damn Rowan Whitethorn for kissing every coherent thought out of her head and locking the door behind him as he went to his own damned room.

Damn that gentlemanly tendency of his.

With a half-grunt, half-moan of frustration, Aelin reached for the small vial of medicine that she always kept with her whenever she traveled. Whether it was a long business trip with her parents and the rest of their government staff or a trip like this, a simple two-day drive from university back to her home, she always kept some sleep medication on hand. After nearly a decade of chronic insomnia, she knew how handy even a single does of that elixir was.

Fumbling in the dark, her hand soon closed around the familiar bottle. She quickly unscrewed the top, lifted the tiny glass bottle to her lips, and drank down the slightly-sweet medicine. After she placed the empty vial back on the nightstand, she tucked herself back into the very comfortable hotel bed, rolled onto her side, and waited for the familiar drowsiness to wash over her body.

Instead of sleepiness, though, a powerful wave of heat spread through her.

Shocked, Aelin flipped on the bedside lamp and grabbed the tiny glass bottle, squinting at the tiny print. Slowly, the words became clear.

Oh, fuck.

"Intensify Her Pleasure!" screamed the crimson lettering on the small black label. That wasn't her sleeping meds--it was a goddamn aphrodisiac.

And the need pulsing through her veins reared its head in full force, her nipples peaking to stiff little points at the thought of needing stimulation. Craving stimulation. From a certain pair of rough, calloused hands that had just recently gripped her hips as the man who owned them pressed her back into the wall and kissed a fire into her blood.

Gods. Aelin flipped the light off, dropped the bottle, and curled herself into a tight little ball under the sheets, willing the lust to calm itself down. Willing the image of Rowan's shirtless chest out of her--holy gods. Against her will, that image suddenly lost its pants.

And the fire in her veins burned brighter, demanding attention.

She stretched out, sliding the worn cotton shirt off her body. His shirt, its pine scent warm, comforting, familiar. Even the gentle rasp of the fabric against her peaked nipples sent a shudder through her body, and she lowered her hands to her breasts, gently circling the hardened buds. Harder. Rougher. Like she imagined Rowan would do if he wasn't so insistent on being a gentleman.

She didn't need him to be gentle with her.

As she slipped one hand between her thighs, Aelin couldn't muffle her soft moan. Fuck, she was so wet, turned on by the heated kiss, her need intensified by the damn aphrodisiac. Her fingers found her needy, throbbing clit, and she groaned, then grabbed a pillow and pressed it over her mouth, muffling her sounds. She should have been embarrassed that Rowan's name left her mouth in a broken moan as she slid two fingers into her pussy, but she wasn't. She wanted that man. Needed him.

And her fingers weren't nearly as good as she dreamed his thick, rough ones would be. Fuck. Breathing heavily, she reached her free hand into the nightstand drawer and grabbed her vibrator, switching it on to the lowest setting and trailing the bright blue toy over her nipples. She moaned louder, the sound muffled by the pillow, and slid it down her stomach, replacing her fingers with the vibe and flicking up the speed of the toy.

One more speed, love. Rowan's imagined voice filled her ears. That's a good girl.

"Rowan," Aelin moaned, pushing the vibrator harder against her clit and flipping on the suction as she flicked it up to its highest speed. "Oh my god, Ro!" Eyes closed, legs spread, fingers twisting her nipples with just the right amount of roughness, her body shook as she fractured, her orgasm tearing through her like wildfire as she pictured Rowan's darkened eyes gleaming up at her from between her legs.

Too slowly, she turned the vibe down and pulled it away, chest heaving as she caught her breath from the powerful orgasm. From the dream that had fueled it.

She really didn't know how she was going to manage spending six hours in a car next to Rowan tomorrow, as if she hadn't just pictured him devouring her pussy while she used her favorite vibrator. On the other side of the wall, she heard a faint shifting of sheets, as if Rowan was just as sleepless as her.

Though that couldn't be possible, since she was the one who'd just gotten off thanks to taking the wrong medicine.

"Aelin..." She jerked upright, half believing she was dreaming. As silently as she could, she pressed her ear to the rather thin hotel wall, listening carefully. On the other side of the wall, Rowan's bed creaked, and he groaned. "Fuck, Aelin!"

Holy. Fuck.

In a split second, Aelin made a Very Bad Decision. She pushed herself out of bed, tugged Rowan's shirt over her bare body, and went to the door that separated their two rooms. Knowing Rowan had left it unlocked, she turned the handle and quietly opened the door and stepped into his room before the embers still sparking in her blood could cool her impulsiveness.

In his bed, Rowan yanked himself upright, his sweaty chest glistening in the slivers of moonlight that spilled in through the gauzy curtains. His eyes widened as he took in her flushed, wild-haired appearance, her parted lips. Her breathing hitched as she drank in his bare skin and the bulge barely hidden beneath the sheets.

"Aelin?" he whispered. Rough, jagged, hopeful.

"Rowan," she breathed. Rough, jagged. Needy.

He pushed the sheets aside and stood, and her knees weakened even as the fire in her blood roared right back to life.

"Come. Here." A demand. A promise.

She dropped her shirt to the floor and did just that.

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[theimaginativelyreticent]

APHRODISIAC EVENT Part I • Lost in a Lustful Elixir •

William Rex - Chap 1 || Chap 2 || Bitter End || Premium End || Epilogue

Liam Evans - Chap 1 || Chap 2 || Bitter End || Premium End || Epilogue

Harrison Grey - Chap 1 || Chap 2 || Bitter End || Premium End || Epilogue

Jude Jazza - 95k Bonus Story

So I was in a hurry to get the Epilogues that I read the bitter ends first and they were all bitter--- saved by the spicey Epilogues 🫣😍🤭😳

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Master List for Part II [Alfons, Elbert, Roger and Ellis]

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[musewithemoon]

Hypnotic pleasure In abstinence since that night, of lust, fire and possession, when our bodies joined in that room. I'm so lost and addicted to feeling you on fire heat. While you brushed my skin, I surrendered to your desires and I turned into your honey. I felt you so deep that I got lost in your eyes. With my eyes of delight I looked at you and hypnotized you, I took you non-stop to the confines of pleasure. Bathed in the elixir of passion, I embraced your love. Wrapped in your hands in a thousand ways I sighed. You took me to explore the infinite of pleasure

Penélope Cruz in The Counselor 2013 dir. Ridley Scott

[cozyfaee]

Interesting I did wonder this from things implied but never really fully confirmed, but they have an open relationship? Some things he said implied it others implied that he only showed illusions but didn't engage in anything.

[sunshine-and-her-ikevil-stuff]

OPEN SHIRT LIAMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!

Saving this for scientific reasons

And horny reasons

[shamanfox]

The Existential Crisis of a Diet Dr Pepper

Oh, dark elixir, sweet and bold,

You tease my lips, so crisp, so cold.

A whisper soft, a playful bite,

A tongue-tied love that lasts one night.

Blackberry kisses, bubbling sin,

I pull you close—you pull me in.

You tickle deep, you make me yearn,

Then leave me gasping, throat to burn.

Dr Pepper, love, you know me well,

You tempt, you taunt, you cast your spell.

A dance of fizz, a wicked thrill,

Yet just like love—you never chill.

For I have loved, and I have lost,

You lift me high, then cut the cost.

Chocolate Cherry, oh, my past,

I begged, I begged—but love don’t last.

And so I sip with reckless lust,

Each drop a lie, but still I trust.

You make me pant, you make me crave,

Then ghost me cold—your bubbles fade.

Will I hoard? Will I betray

My heart again another day?

Or must I take this fleeting ride,

And let you fizz me up inside?

Oh, Diet Dr P, you vixen, you flirt,

You make me weak, you make me hurt.

A drink, a dream, a one-night high—

Fizzy love that lives… then dies.

[cosmowgyral]

Hello im sorry to bother but can i ask which story are those screen shots from, the ones with harry's room in it?

Hi. It's not a bother at all.

They're from the ongoing EN event, Lost in a Lustful Elixir.