#ikevamp isaac x reader

[cloudcountry]

SUMMARY: you leave a lipstick mark on him, how scandalous!!!

CHARACTERS: mozart, arthur, vincent, & isaac.

WARNINGS: None!! :D

COMMENTS: i wanted to practice writing these guys more!!

mozart doesn’t realize your lipstick has transferred at first, but he knows your giggling never means anything good. his inquisitive “what?” comes out snappier than he intends it to be, but when your eyes dart to the spot you kissed he connects the dots. rolling his eyes, he takes out his handkerchief and attempts to wipe your kiss away. although it's funny to watch him struggle to get the kiss mark off of his face, you eventually step in to help. (and by that, of course i mean you kissed him stupid.)

arthur knows what you’re up to immediately. it’s almost like he has a special sense for your mischief. he lets you pull him in by his lapels and fails to hide his disappointment when you plant a smooch on his cheek instead of his lips. he pouts, pointing to his lips with a pleading gaze. you make a big show of sighing before you smirk, pulling him again and showering his face in kisses. no, he doesn’t wipe a single mark off. yes, he parades around the mansion like that the whole day. yes, he’s grumpy at night when he has to wash them off. oh well, you can always give him more later, can’t you?

vincent blushes when your lips brush against his skin. he touches where you kissed and smiles softly, eyes shifting to you. you’re as beautiful a sight as always, and your smile could not look more radiant. “sunflower...what was that for?” he murmurs, running the back of his hand tenderly along your cheek. you whisper that it wasn’t for anything in particular, he just looks so darling and handsome that you couldn’t resist. his cheeks turn pinker and he hides his laughter behind his hand. oh, you charmer! his face may as well be your canvas, no?

isaac jumps up in his chair, startled by your surprise attack. he reminds you hastily that he’s working, but not without stumbling over his words like a fool in love. you can snicker at the mark on his cheek, but isaac assumes you’re just laughing at “how adorable he looks when flustered” again. it's quite mean of you, you know this, but you’d never be so mean as you let him walk around with your lipstick mark on his cheek. you know arthur would tease him relentlessly. “wanted to leave you a little gift.” you say, poking the mark on his burning cheek, “i hope it motivates you, darling.”

[natimiles]

Lazy morning with Isaac

Words: 235

Tags: scenario; morning cuddles; fluffy.

Notes: just a little fluffy to brighten your day (or night) with Isaac love!

Isaac is half asleep when he feels you stirring. He’s facing you, even though he’s not holding you — he loves to look at you. So when he feels you moving to get up, he takes action and throws his arm over you.

You’re facing the ceiling, but you turn your face to him and give him a smile that could make him melt on the spot.

“Morning, honey,” you whisper.

He grunts under his breath, “Mm, not yet.” 

In the next moment, he shimmies closer, the side of his face resting against your chest, throwing his leg over your thighs, and pulling you in snugly. You can’t help but chuckle at how adorable and pouty he is some mornings.

You still have some time, and you can indulge him today, so you adjust to get more comfortable.

Your arm slides under his head, settling into the crook of his neck, and your hand finds its place in his soft locks. Your other arm rests across your own body, while your fingertips gently caress his face — his eyebrows, the curve of his nose, his cheeks, and back up to his eyebrows again.

He sighs deeply, burying his face even further into your chest, inhaling deeply to capture every bit of your sweet scent.

And you two stay like that for a while, enjoying each other’s company and warmth before the start of a new day together.

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[whatever-fanfics]

Hiiii! Congrats on 200 followers! 🥳

I'd like to request! Hopefully I'm doing it right hihi

I want 1 (fluffy) with 16 (doing work together) from part 1. And from part 2 I'll let you be creative. I'd like with Isaac or Mozart (Ikevamp). Whichever is easier for you (:

Thank you for requesting, don't worry it did everything right! 😊 I'm really excited you're my first request 🥰

P.S. I made the reader gender neutral, I hope that's alright.

Request: Fluff, with 16 "doing work together" (part 1), with 12 "Can you help me with my hair" (part 2). {Isaac Newton} {IKEMEN VAMPIRE}

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Foolish Genius

Ikemen vampire x reader

Isaac newton x gn! Reader

TW: None

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You sighed in annoyance aggressively shaking your head upwards in an attempt to wrestle with the mane on your head causing you endless frustration. You were elbow deep in old books covered in grime, dust, and god knows what else in the library. Some not having seen the light of day for a year of more. If the opening of the library door didn't catch your attention the small sneeze did.

You and Isaac had a rare day off, so he shyly asked, well it's more like he told you, you offered, and he shyly accepted, in your assistance in gathering information for his research.

"Bless you" you turned to face Isaac, even bothered by all the dust he looked so cute. Sniffling a 'thank you' he turned to you, a bit surprised to see you vigorously shaking your head.

"Are you okay?"

"Hair" you said with one last shake, noticing that Isaac's hands were freshly washed you asked "can you help me with my hair?" His eyebrows raised to his hairline, blush coating his cheeks as he awkwardly scratched one and avoided eye contact with you. He grumbled out an unintelligible response. Afraid you'd made him uncomfortable you quickly added "it's alright if you don't want to"

"NO!" he interjected

"I just..." he trailed off, embarrassed. "Isaac, it's alright" you reassured, "No, I want to, I just...don't..know how" his blush more apparent than ever. "Oh..." you cooed, enamored with how sincere yet adorably embarrassed he looked. "Well here I have a hair tie on my wrist, but my hands are dirty. It's not that hard I'll show you" you put the books down on the table and showed him your wrist. He cleared his throat and made his way over to you, his blush dying down as he did so.

With unsure movements he gently takes the tie off your wrist. Immediately entranced by its material and elasticity, sensing his intrigue you started "it's an elastic hair tie, there's a rubber band on the inside. I have some more in my room if you'd like" at your offer he brightened up a bit, but ultimately focused on his next task. You wanted to laugh but held off on it, looking at his intimidated face.

Isaac breathed through his nose, determinedly, and prayed that his blush wasn't as noticeable as he knew it was before. Besides, it's just tying hair, how hard could it be?

Isaac breathed through his nose in exasperation as he tried to gently shake the hair tie from your hair, you hope he didn't notice the way your face scrunched up when he shook your hair, getting a little tangled form his efforts.

"Are you sure you don't want me to do it, I could just-" "No, it's fine I just-tell me again" he urged you, "okay first put your hand in the band and then grab my hair with the same hand, got it?" you paused, not wanting to overload him with information like before, he started once more. After his countless fruitless past attempts, he was able to pull all your hair through and twist the band "Ah!" his surprise caught your attention. Excited for him, partially because you'd been sitting there longer than you'd been searching. "You did it!?!" while you were happy for him and excited, you tried your best not to move so as to not undue his work. "What next" a bit distracted because of his feat, you quickly answered "right, take the hair through the loop again and twist the hair tie" hearing him swallow thickly practically seeing the sweat drop down his forehead in concentration, it made you happy to know he was taking this so seriously. "Okay, what next" he spoke so thickly, you almost wanted to tell him to relax, "don't worry we're almost done" you eased him. Isaac nodded trying to ease his deep concentration "last step, take the hair through the loop one last time and let the hair tie go" you're hopeful it wasn't as bad as your first time tying your hair.

"Okay" he said carefully letting go, easing his hands down to his side as if he were scared his hard work would fall apart if he let go to quickly.

Raising a hand to lightly feel your hair, you felt more bumps and noticed there were a few strands out of the ponytail rather than in. A strained smile made its way to your face, you hoped he didn't notice, he did. "It's good" a bead of sweat formed on his face as he sensed the falsity of your statement.

Seeing the melancholy look overtake his face you said "believe it or not, for your first time. You did really well" well he did feel a little better after hearing you. Looking back up, fully taking in your appearance, a small laugh escaped his throat. Which in turn escaped yours.

~~~

A small hum escaped the young girls mouth as she shifted her weight, waiting for her father to finish her hair.

"Keep still" he mumbled out deep in concentration. She mumbled in response ready for this to be over. She had to get out early in order to talk with the girls about why-"all done" her dad said leaning down to kiss her cheek. He'd gotten better with affection since it was the main way his daughter knew how to show affection.

"Papa" she turned around to see him standing up to button his collar. As he mumbled out a response in acknowledgement she asked "where did you learn to do hair?" He turned to her, surprised, as she felt the braids in her hair. He cleared his throat as a blush took over his features "your-your mother taught me", though some things never change, he answered in a small voice. Clearing his throat once more he asked her why, "cause all the other girls at school don't believe me when I say my mom and dad do my hair, they say dad's can't do hair." She paused for a moment, then continued "I think..it makes you...better..than the other dads." She turned around so he wouldn't see her blush. He knew his smile was evident yet he couldn't bring himself to care. Nothing would beat the happiness he felt from hearing her say that.

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First one down 😚

[niphredil-14]

I’m reentering my Ikevamp phase. Send me the links to your favorite ikevamp fics!!

[art-of-love-and-war]

Hi!!! This is the first time I've EVER requested anything, so I'm super excited to be asking you. Would it be OK if I could have headcannons with some of the ikevamp boys? If you're comfortable with it, could I have Arthur, Comte, Isaac and Leonardo with and mc who has ADHD? I completely understand if you don't, feel free to completely ignore me. Thank youuu 😊😊😊❤❤❤

Characters: Arthur Conan Doyle | Comte De Saint Germain | Isaac Newton | Leonardo Da Vinci x GN!Reader  Rating: General.  Word count: 819 words  Warning/s: Reader has ADHD, mentions of procrastination, hyperfocus, not enough focus. Author note: Hello! Sorry this took so long, I’ve had this on my mind for a very long time, and I even thought about doing Isaac’s route to write him more accurately but work has been killing me so I didn't get to open the DSM-V collecting dust in my shelf for this one :c

[୨୧] — Arthur Conan Doyle

There are quite some things he can understand about your symptoms. The main thing being procrastinating. 

Listen, he is a writer, and he is not perfect, and there are moments where inspiration poofs out and he is forced to stop with his writer's block, or sometimes he feels stuck in a sentence and decides to do everything except finish his next chapter, so he can empathize when you go through periods where you keep pushing certain activities until the last minute.

He still worries about your well-being, even if he is not a doctor anymore; he is curious about the treatment you had back at your time and home. 

He is sweet and understanding, despite having some pet peeves, he does his best to understand how it's something that is part of you and can work with support. And he wants to be that support.

Arthur also finds relatable the moments where you are stuck with your hyper-focus periods, and you happen to do your and Sebastian’s chores for the day on your own, though he is hurt by you mostly ignoring him those awful days when he wants nothing but to pamper you.

[୨୧] — Comte De Saint Germain

He is a wonderful and understanding man.

I can imagine him having a lot of pet peeves with people getting distracted too easily or drifting off and, part of loving you is the imperfections you embrace of each other and, they make you perfect for him as anyone. 

He is careful of the periods where you either procrastinate too much or hyper-focus too much to not exhaust yourself with the chores you take or by making you overwhelmed by taking care of the mansion and its inhabitants. 

He will listen to your weekly obsession without trouble. Do you want to tell him about 30 crow facts you learned? Tell him. Did you find a new way to make Sebas flick your forehead? He frowns. Do you want to tell him about your comfort fanfic you know by heart because you can’t read it anymore? He will listen.

If you fidget too much, and if you ask, he will get someone from his multiple contacts to make a “replica” of the fidget toys you used to have back at home.

[୨୧] — Isaac Newton

I have been seriously thinking of this since I got this ask because it seems too funny even if I haven't read his route: Consider, you don’t shut up.

Isaac strikes me as the type who wants to study in peace and quiet.

So maybe your relationship is quite a bumpy ride at first. 

What amazes him is your capability of telling him about 100 things that interested you in the span of a single week.

Your conversations flow at random, so he would often be working on his stuff to suddenly be whisked away by you to tell him about that one thing you found out about hedgehogs for 3 hours. 

Sometimes you are the cause of some of his frustrations. Last month you started knitting? He found some yarn with a texture you like and bought it as a gift, thinking you could make something for yourself.

He came back to find your knitted sweater half done and forgotten, and now you are learning how to bake. 

And it is an ongoing cycle, but he finds a bit of happiness in you trying new things, as you often drag him along, which means spending more time together.

Maybe your relationship is the answer to what happens when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object.

[୨୧] — Leonardo Da Vinci

ADHD? 

Avoid tasks? Hyperfocus? Not enough focus? This man is a master at all those (and at dozing off)

He doesn’t mind you procrastinating, he has been avoiding to clean up his room for the last century, so he can’t complain. 

Now, if you forget or get distracted about other things, now that’s a different story. Did you feed Lumiere in the evening and forgot to tell him, and then he fed him that same day, and now you have a chubby cat? 

That’s funny, but no. 

Aside from that, he doesn’t have trouble with your condition; he is still a loving man. He always is and has been when it comes to loving you. 

And he likes your energy and how you keep him awake, in a sense, always making him try new things together, like dancing! Which he is not the best at, but he doesn’t mind trying your interests. 

If you take an interest in one of his multiple areas of expertise he’d definitely teach you and not be bothered if you happen to drop your interest in the activity, in fact, he invites you to try other things.

Beware, he is a strict teacher, so he doesn’t want your attention wandering off too often.

He enjoys…, grounding you, lets say. 

[who-ever-said-i-was-nice]

Hi! I love your Ikemen vampire Hc's, and I wonder if you could make one about a Mc similar to Nezuko like... She has the bamboo and everything.

YES! Omg thank you for the ask I literally love you! So I had to do a little research on her, since I'm not too familiar with the character so I'm sorry if this is a bit off. I just tried to match her personality and wardrobe. Hope you like it!

Enjoy!~~

Ikevamp headcanons~ With a reader that is similar to Nezuko

Warning : None, except I haven't managed to watch Demon slayer, so I'm sorry if this is a bit off

Pronouns used: GN, generally just you, thought it can lean towards a more feminine version

Comte

our favorite rich baguette man

Now, he's been alive for many many year

He's seen a lot of things but this is new

when you stumble into the mansion he's supper confused

Is this a child? Nope, not a child. Why the bamboo mouth piece? Not human though, the eyes suggest otherwise

He's not Arthur, but he's observant

he's still very polite, but he's trying to figure out what you are

And then it dawns on him

like he's sipping his tea and his like

*Slams tea cup* ooh my...

He pulls you aside to talk about what you eat

after all he know, vampires drink blood, demons eat people

he's just about to ask you nicely to leave when you can for everyone safety

but

you say you don't eat human

???

Ok, well then

He happily welcomes you into the mansion

He finds your childish appearance rather endearing

thinks the mouthpiece is especially cute

BUT..guess what, one day when you go for a stroll you are ambushed by and upper rank demon

when he sees the after transformation

he's knocked off his feed

and when you whoop the other demons ass

congratulation you're stuck with him for eternity

"Who knew ma chèrie can be so powerful"

Leonardo

this sleepy man

he's like Comte almost, except he figures it out a little sooner

and then he straight up goes and asks if you plan on having any citizens for breakfast

You know he has a strict no drinking blood rule

so he takes this very seriously, as he's afraid it will cost a life whether turned or dead it doesn't matter

So when you say you don't do that he's like: great!

And never brings up the fact that you are a demon ever again

fist of all he loves the entire outfit

he really does

it's so different from his norm, he can't help but be curious and amazed

Now when he sees you in action, he just smirks and has this shit eating grin on his face the whole time

"My, my cara mia, you are so fierce"

either way, he loves you and is charmed by the fact that after everything, you are still rather human, you smile and cry and he's glad that you still have that

Isaac

was very curious about you from the get go, but just kind of watched you from affar

you seemed so small and sweet, like what could be wrong with someone like you

and the Comte told him

at first he was like:

???

and then was like:

!!!!!!!!!

and then he was confused again

why do people keep breaking physics and reality

like this should not be happening, but then again neither should time travel and vampires

now he has a lot of trouble controlling himself around human blood

so when he sees you handling it like a champ he's amazed by your willpower

and when he sees your demon form

apple boy might just bust a blood vessel looking at you

"My goodness y/n, that was...incredible, what else can you do?"

Very curious

Sweet boy

Arthur

so you know how Isaac is like watching from affar

not this mf

nope

you come through that door and he's already noticed a bunch of things and managed to deduce, that you are, despite the cute appearance, not human

and now he's interested

Pesters Comte about it until he gets and answer

when he finds out he just looks at you, and the back at Comte and then back at you

He's confused

he did not picture a demon to look like that

so now you have to explain everything to him

he;s in awe and after finding out he starts treating you with even more respect then before

does ask about your food, aka should he be prepared to cover up a murder

But you tell him it's not the case

when he sees you in all your glory when you got in a fight with another demon

floored

"By Jove, dove, I was not expecting that from someone as cute as you. But I must say, I was quite the pleasant surprise."

Get your mind out the gutTer-

Theodorus

mean mf

respectfully stop calling me a dog

is very scepticle

and when unsurprisingly you get along great with Vincent he's also a bit jelly

what he finds out your a demon his first reaction is

"BrOER-"

like he wants to protect Vincent and you both have to calm his ass down

you explain to him how you are not a threat

he only really believes you when you protect him and Vince from another demon

and when you tell them you did it because they feel like family to you he start falling for you

would not admit it but really likes your style

thinks the kimono with the asanoha is ✨artistic✨

"Don't be silly Hondje of course you didn't surprise me, I always knew you where a little street dog, always getting into fights"

sIR....

Vincent

sweet angel

since you're both caring sweet and cute you get along instantly

you end up telling his yourself

bc how could you not trust someone like him

and he never thinks any less of you

when you save him he's so much more amazed by you

doesn't even have to ask if you'd eat a person or no he just knows the answer

he asks if you want to talk about your transformation experience and offers to talk about his

really wants to paint you

actually sketched out a drawing of your demon form

"Look, don't you look beautiful here, would you mind helping me out while I paint this?'

Mozart

he's a little weirded out at first

I mean you look like a child

you stutter and sometimes speak muffled by the bamboo thing in your mouth

he thinks you have the brainpower of a child

but you are no child

so he just pretends he doesn't care and sneakily observes

when he finds out he's actually a little scared

he finds out about your eating habits or rather lack thereof from Comte

and then he calm down

when you save his ass is is amazed and humble

what and powerful being you are

once he's off his high horse he stats noticing things

like how even if you look small you are kind and actually rather adorable

"Oh well, i suppose I could let you listed, you look to cute meine liebe"

Napoleon

get ready to be instantly adopted

he's like: big brother mode activated

but as you get to know each other it stops being big brother mode and rather oh shit I have a crush on this curious being mode

He finds out bc you tell him, and while you're at it you also tell him you don't plan on using anyones bones as toothpicks when you're done with them

and he's like:

ok...can we cuddle now?

let's be real, he does not care

especially since you are not a danger to others

when you save him he's like

cute ANd powerful

a true queen

he fully respects you and thinks you are amazing

sometimes accidentally treats you like a child, but it's never with the intention of hurting you

he just thinks you're really cute with that pink kimono and mouthpiece

"Nunuche, don't play around now, it's time to go to bed."

Dazai

im sorry did someone order one sad writer?

someone give him a hug

he thinks you are the most fascinating little thing

the kimono and haori have him literally dead

he thinks it looks beautiful on you

though he first notices all the little things

like how you pay attention to others

how you sometimes stutter when you speak

and then he finds out you're a demon and he's like

nope not possible

so casually asks you

and you confirm it and now he's actually not as confused as he thought he's be

like now the eyes make sense

when you tell him about how you don't eat people he smiles at you

"I never though my Toshiko-san was capable of such an act in the first place

when he sees your demon form he blow away

he has a whole lot more of respect for you now

he thinks you truly are amazing

Jean

not sure he'd take the news well

like he hears demon and is like

imma just get the holly water, Comte i did not sign up for him

but this changes when you save him

he's floored, amazed and has so much respect for you now

he actually starts seeing you as a person and starts noticing things about you

he's still hesitant but he starts to open up

he ends up being really sweet and shy about the whole situation, since it's so new

is still afraid that he'll hurt or taint you and needs reassurance that he is worthy of you

"Y/n...I cannot express how grateful I am for everything you've done"

Sebastian

forehead flicking demon butler

just accepts it

like

oh this cute girl is a demon, ok, proceed, nono really, continue

he's seen enough ok he doesn't care anymore

when you save him and he sees your demon for all he can do is chuckle

"Never though I'd be saved by such a cute girl like you"

he's honestly very sweet and respectful

minus the forehead flicks

is relieved that you don't eat human because now he can relax knowing he's off the menu

And that's all bc I'm sure that is all the bs you can take. I'm very sorry if this is not what you where thinking of but I hope you enjoyed it^^

See you in the next one

~Lia

[alby-rei]

Stranger Dreams (IkeVamp; Isaac & Napoleon)

a/n: Dreams seldom make sense, even when the visions may draw inspiration from familiar faces and places. I found this orphaned WIP—which was actually completed all along—and it made me laugh so much, I just had to post it. According to my previous a/n, these were actual dreams I had LOL

Tagging @scummy-writes for isaac, @xxsycamore for napo, @colorpuff for the fic sillies

[Word count]: ~550 words

[Characters]: You (1st POV), Isaac, Napoleon

~*~

“So I saw you in a dream recently,” I told Isaac.

We were in the lounge. Isaac sat cross-legged on the floor with tools and metal parts strewn across the carpet. He tinkered with his latest telescope prototype while I dusted the bookshelves behind him. He looked up when I didn’t continue.

“Is that so? What was the dream about?” He asked with some apprehension and curiosity.

“Well…”

I was in the mansion’s courtyard. It must have been after dinnertime because I distinctly remember being guided by the light of the lanterns towards the gazebo. Fireflies danced in small groups along the path, but none of them were bothered by my presence. I heard the sound of talking at the gazebo, but I couldn’t make sense of a single word.

When I rounded the corner, I saw you, Isaac, pointing at the chalkboard behind you. You were dressed in your university robe, giving a lecture in a very urgent tone. I turned to look for whom you were speaking to, but there was no one there.

Then, your face came up super close. You gripped my shoulders and shook me silly. You looked frantic as you urged me to do… something?! I couldn’t understand a word you were saying, but I kept nodding anyways. It seemed to calm you down. You insisted that I go do the thing, whatever it was, and then… the dream ended.

“Uhh…” Isaac stared, mouth agape. “I…don’t know what to say. I’m sorry?”

“No, no, it’s okay! I just woke up wondering what you were saying, if you had told me something that I completely disregarded.”

Isaac wracked his brain in search of your previous conversations. Now you made him second-guess himself, had he asked you for something urgent? He shrugged his shoulders, eyes shifting back-and-forth as he replayed yesterday’s events.

“Hahahahha!” Another voice made itself known in the lounge. It was Napoleon. “I get weird dreams all the time, but nothing ever like this.”

He wiped a tear from the corner of his eye. Napoleon smiled openly where he stood at the doorway. He walked in, steering clear of Isaac’s work zone—which was the entire carpet.

“Oh, Napoleon! I dreamt about you, too, now that I think about it. That dream was equally bizarre, if not more.”

“I’m all ears.” He lounged on the couch with feet off the ground. He perched his elbow on the armrest.

This time it was inside the mansion. I was walking down the hallway—though I don’t know where I was headed exactly—when I caught sight of you, Napoleon, inspecting the curtains of the French windows.

When I moved closer, you ripped the curtains clean off their rail and… proceeded to hang it around your shoulders?! You asked me if they suited you or not. I stuttered something out, can’t remember now. You nodded and folded the curtains on the floor.

Then, you moved to the next curtain and did the same until you were pleased with how your reflection looked in the reflective window.

            “That…” Dumbfounded, Napoleon’s eyebrows shot up. He blinked twice. “…heh, sure sounds bizarre, alright.” His gaze darted to the curtains that hung over the arched windows, as if he were appraising their cape-abilities. The corners of his lips quirked upwards.

            “Napoleon, no,” said Isaac.

~*~

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[gunraekae]

a day in the mansion for you

>ikemen vampire

>mansion residents x reader

>a/n: for context, i'm the sort who enjoys seeing the casual interactions between the residents and the mc, so these are some hcs on what I imagine a day looks like for you. i sorta placed this as being in the first week mc arrives, before anything too serious happens, but you can interpret this whichever way you choose!

also apologies, i wasn't able to write for every single suitor as i haven't played most of their routes yet! I'll do a follow-up post when i finally finish them :))

Napoleon

Restrains Jean when he attacks you in the middle of the night

Comte enlists him to guard you and show you around Paris with Vincent, being the one that you trust the most in the beginning

Accompanies you and Isaac to the école, to help you be more at ease in the town

Part of your morning rounds: you wake him up

Part of your evening rounds: you talk about each other’s days, has dinner with you if you haven’t

Arthur

After asking Sebastian to fetch him Rouge, he prevents you from escaping (sorta does a reverse psychology thing)

Rightfully blaming himself for your dislike, he charms you with his intelligence through the lounge games; he wins a conversation with you and apologises on your date

When you encounter him on your town visit, the two of you are caught with a mysterious case that employs the two of you in your mystery solving adventures. 

Part of coffee addicts: your best customer, kisses you for every cup of coffee you bless him with

Part of breakfast gang: either there because he didn’t sleep or there because he slept too early

Leonardo

Spooked by the first night in the mansion, you lock yourself in your room until lunch, only to realize that Leonardo had stood guard outside your door the whole night

Remains quite protective, he calls himself your companion; finds you cooped up in the library and takes you with him on town visits

Part of coffee addicts: will come later, but will always be there

Part of your afternoon rounds: he magically finds you when you’re sad and will find some random event to cheer you up with

Jean

Starving and not in control, he unknowingly attacks you on your first night and incites you to escape

Overwhelmed, self-conscious, and wary, you spend much of the first week’s evenings in the library. To your shock, Jean is also there, learning how to write. Believing that it may be best for the two of you to reconcile, you teach him how to write. 

Helps you as much as possible with your chores, especially if it’s reaching high places or something that requires strength. 

Joins the residents in meals because of you

Listens to Mozart’s pieces with you

Part of your morning rounds: you have to remind him to eat

Vincent

Sympathetic to your predicament, he comforts you and shows you around Paris with Napoleon, being one of the few that you feel safe around

Invites you to a picnic with Theo

Enjoys your singing in the gardens while he paints and will frequent the outside the more you do it

Part of coffee addicts: might experiment with different roasts and enjoys it, but will like his coffee as black as possible

Part of breakfast gang: really only there to join Theo in the morning

Comte

Like a good sugar daddy, he takes you shopping and constantly spoils you. On the second day, he takes you to the town

Will ask for tea on the daily and constantly checks in on you; a most protective father figure, he keeps the residents in check

You’re his automatic partner any time he has to attend a social event (and of course he takes you shopping before). You’re his rumoured partner, and Comte does not quell those rumours he keeps them up. 

Part of your afternoon rounds: you have tea with him

Dazai

After cooping yourself up in your room, Dazai is the second you confide your troubles to. He’s always attuned to your emotions and understands your mental health struggles; always ready to lend an ear (because he’d rather everyone be happy before himself ahh) He’s almost invasive with how aware he is of you

Another frequent player in the lounge games, he doesn’t play seriously and is only really there to bring everyone’s mood up; don’t include gambling though, because he gets sorta crazy

Part of breakfast gang: horrible sleep schedule has him join the morning

Part of your afternoon rounds: any time you have errands in the garden, he’ll join you 

Theo

Partly due to his brother, and partly out of his own heart, he enlists you as an apprentice and they get to know the town

To bridge the gap between you and Arthur, he invites you to the lounge after dinner to play games

Teaches you the ropes of living in Paris: warns you, keeps you aware of current events, probably even helps you with your finances

Part of coffee addicts: likes your experimental sweet lattes

Part of breakfast gang: always present in the morning because he has to

Isaac

Cooped up in his room as well, Sebastian asks you to deliver his food to his room, believing him the most harmless. Isaac awkwardly welcomes you in his own way, accompanying you and Napoleon to their école

Also a frequenter of the lounge games, he attempts to impress you and win a date against Arthur

Part of breakfast gang: has to be there for his job, but enjoys whatever you make

Part of your evening rounds: sometimes he’ll be outside with his telescope, observing the stars. Once you felt comfortable, he asked you to join him

Mozart

Most intimidated by him, Sebastian forces you to deliver lunch to him. He’s cold, fussy, but would rather spend time with you than anyone else. Whenever he needs feedback or an audience for a piece, he’ll ask you first along with Jean. 

You’re his automatic partner any time he has a performance, partly because you comfort him in carriage rides, partly because he just wants you around

Part of coffee addicts: crawls to get coffee from you

Part of your evening rounds: you have to remind him to sleep

Part of your breakfast gang: organized routine but also terrible sleep schedule

Shakespeare

You met him after he gave you and Vincent tickets for one of his upcoming plays. When he approached the two of you, he gave such good banter and was so amicable, you swear it almost sounded practiced (haha)

He’ll sometimes join the residents for dinner. He’s begun to join a lot more often because having you around made Arthur and Theo much less hostile. After dinner, he makes a practice of talking to you in private, endlessly charming, but oddly invasive—like he’s studying you

Any time he has a new play, you're the first to get invited to watch it. Sometimes, if he's particularly frustrated or uninspired, he'll ask you to come to rehearsals with him.

You and Vincent sometimes visit him in his villa to make sure he's not writing himself to death.

Vlad

A sweet florist you met in town while you were miserable in the first week. He gave you a flower to cheer you up and was the epitome of charming, so charming in fact, that you accidentally revealed you lived in the mansion. Once you’ve revealed that fact, he began seeing you every time you were alone in town (for no ulterior motive at all)

General HCs for All!

Writes you letters daily/weekly; a habit picked up after the first night and seeing how spooked you were

Help you and Sebastian as much as they can; they can obviously clean up for themselves and even cook when they feel inclined

More residents have meals together than ever before; your presence sort of unites them and they’re super grateful for that

You’ve achieved the point where every resident is together during dinner

Birthdays, special occasions, and achievements are celebrated because you organize them for everyone

Since Halloween is your favourite holiday, the residents make an effort to dress up for it

Valentine’s Day is a bit of a mess, with you making a gift for every resident

White Day was used by the residents to give you their gifts, and it’s overwhelming, to say the least

They’re huge gossips, so any and every update on you is spread like wildfire to everyone. Good luck having an off-day

Dazai is the first to notice, being the most emotionally intelligent

Leonardo is the quickest one to take action, quite literally scooping you from whatever you’re doing to cheer you up

Napoleon is also another quick one to constantly check in on you and look for you if you come home too late

Sebastian usually keeps track of who you’re with or where you are if you guys are separated

Buys you random presents, usually connected to something between the two of you, but also sometimes follows current trends

Isaac buys you a hairclip he thinks looks darling on you

Dazai buys you a notebook to use as a diary, especially after noticing your journal’s almost full (and no he totally doesn’t peek in your writing)

Jean will always find something in town to bring to you in your night lessons

Comte… do I even need to say anything

Supports you in anything you pursue (I believe the canon says that you’re starting out as a writer, so I’mma use that)

You keep notes of your every day in your diary, sort of like a vlog and a lot of the snoopy residents read it. Eventually they suggest that you publish some of it

Being a huge fan of literature, the authors organize a writer’s night where you come up with a prompt and they share how they’d write it

If you ever end up writing something, they’re the first to hear and are your biggest fans

You’re a frequent guest teacher in Napoleon’s and Isaac’s école

You always thought you weren’t good with kids, but seeing how much the children like you reassured you

Napoleon teases you on how much you say you dislike children but secretly enjoys the time with them

Isaac is extremely grateful for how much you like organizing his lesson plans

if you've made it this far, thank you so much for reading! i hope you have a wonderful day and leave a like/reblog <3

[tayovampr]

How Gossip Spreads Through The Mansion.

ikemen vampire headcannons

( warnings? ) none. ( notes? ) THIS HEADCANNON CONTAINS MY OC. just a few thoughts about how these vampires are extremely nosy and love to spread false information unknowingly :0

It all begins in the kitchen. As the coffee brews for the mansions residents, our lovely helpers: Sebastian, Mitsuki (Y/n) and Temi seem to be cooking up some trouble…

Mitsuki would unintentionally reveal something that happened thorough out the day. Maybe it was something she overheard while shopping, on the balcony or watching Napoleon and Jean spar. She always tells Sebastian and Temi what she hears about the residents—since Sebastian has that interesting hobby of his.

“Hey Sebastian, Temi?” Mitsuki calls out to the two as they washed the dishes. Sebastian was scrubbing, Temi was rinsing, and Mitsuki was drying and polishing.

The two turned their heads to look at their friend, wondering what was the matter.

“I was in Comte room earlier helping him open up some letters, and that’s when I came across this one letter. Now mind you, it was scented, had a very prestigious emblem on the wax and included a dried rose in it.” Mitsuki began.

“Le Comte gets letters like that all the time.” Sebastian responded. “Was there something special about it?”

“Well, it clearly came from a girl. And when Comte read it, he was so happy! I mean I never saw him like this before, but it makes me think if he has a secret lover—” Before Mitsuki could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by Temi, who had accidentally dropped a plate into the sink, causing the water to splash up at her.

“Secret lover?!” She exclaimed in disbelief. “What makes it worse is that it’s believable…”

“What if she’s a vampire bombshell who was childhood friends with him and lives in a gothic castle lavished in red and riches? I can’t compete in that race…” Temi grumbled afterwards. Sebastian however looked at the two thoughtfully.

“Well, we’ll do no good sitting here pondering. At dinner let’s go ask Le Comte ourselves.”

Most of the times, it’s something tame. No big deal, and not needing of attention. But as always, if your trying to keep a secret in a mansion full of nosy vampires with supersonic hearing—you better believe this game of telephone will spiral out of control.

Isaac, surprisingly, is the main catalyst for this disaster. Jean coming in a close second. ( I mean, you can see it in some events when it’s almost always these two mishearing something (*´▽`*) )

But it would always be unintentional! Isaac would just walk past an open door and when he heard something shocking, he couldn’t help to stop and get a closer ear. Jean on the other hand wouldn’t stop. He would take the bits and pieces he heard and formulate them in his mind, completing the story for himself.

‘Comte has a lover?’ Isaac thought to himself as he listened in to the conversation. ‘Why has he been hiding it from us all this time? Well—I could understand. I hope he introduces us to her…’

‘That rascal!’ Jean grit his teeth when he heard the news. Although heard would be a stretch. ‘Playing with Temi and Mitsuki’s heart even though he has a women of his own. I will get him to confess…’

And now we have three stories. The truth, an assumption, and a incomplete statement. Which one will travel throughout the mansion quicker?

Jean obviously tells Napoleon and Mozart. It slips out during their sparring lessons, and he tells Mozart on a whim—since they’re friends.

“Wait so—Comte is married?” Napoleon exclaims, as he puts his sword back into its hilt. Jean nods, sitting down of the ground to catch his breathe.

“He has refused to tell us about his secret lover for this long. It makes you wonder what else he has been keeping from us…” Napoleon loosely claims, wiping the sweat that adorned his forehead.

Jean however was thinking in his head, that he was right all along not to trust him. “That shady man…”

With Mozart, he looked a bit confused. “There is just no way Comte is married Jean, did he tell you himself?”

Then for Isaac, the words accidentally slip when he was getting teased by Arthur and Dazai. Of course, these were the worse people to tell out of everyone in the mansion.

Arthur applauded Comte on his fruitfulness. Claiming that it takes skill to hid a lover for so long. While Dazai takes this information with interest. It just so happened when he was scaling the windows, he overheard Mozart and Jean’s discussion.

For Dazai, he didn’t really believe this. As he saw in the music room, Jean wasn’t sure who he heard this information from. But being chaotic as Dazai is, he naturally wanted to be included in the fun. So he often changes up the story.

“How sly of Comte, it seems that he has not only hid his secret wife, but the fact that she will be moving in to live with us soon. Isn’t that great Ai-kun? Lovers reunited at last.” With these words Dazai left, not daring to explain anything.

“Move in with us? By Jove, you would think that old man would tell us before making the decision?” Arthur comments with a sigh.

Dazai doesn’t tell anyone else after that. He is more interested in seeing how this spreads and which one would reach Comte’s ear first. Arthur however tells his best buddy Theo. Theo tells Vincent and Vincent tells Shakespeare. By now the rumor has morphed into something unbelievable.

“Comte is a pathological liar who is hiding his wife from the residents and is planning to make her move in with them because she is expecting soon.” Don’t ask how.

Leonardo hears about this from Temi, who asks if Comte had a lover. Leonardo laughs and answers not anymore—wondering why she was asking.

“Are ya worried about “Comte’s” love life cara mia?” Leonardo jokingly asks.

Although he was joking in that moment, it just confirmed his suspicions that something was spreading in the mansion. Throughout the whole day Leonardo was hearing bits and pieces of a story that including Comte—so it was time he saw the truth for himself.

When he gets to Comte’s room he wastes no time to ask him about it.

“Have you just been in your room all day? Looks like you don’t know what’s happening outside.” Comte looks up from the papers he was sorting at Leonardo, a confused look on his eyes.

“Outside?” He asks, to which Leonardo takes out a cigarillo and begins to light it.

“Yeah…something about you being a compulsive liar who is hiding his pregnant wife from us—it gets a bit tricky because half are saying she’s gonna move in with us, and half are saying your gonna move in with her.”

Comte is just astounded. He just stares blankly at Leonardo…an awkward laugh sounding from his throat. “…Really?” Is all he could muster, as Leonardo begins to laugh.

“See I knew it wasn’t true. But you know might as well confirm before I do damage control right?”

Comte was still shocked. After all he’s done from the residents, was this how easy it was for their views to change—and when did he get a pregnant wife?

“For these being the great men I choose to revive…I wonder how great their intuition really is…” Comte mumbles to himself.

“Well, let’s go straight if things out. I’m fairly certain I know who started this.” Leonardo claims, laughing to himself. “I want to know where the story changed too.”

The residents were all gathered for dinner, the main goal being to clear up the misconceptions. Each person was made to go around and tell what they heard and what they believed, and from there they traced it down to Mitsuki, Isaac and Jean.

Mitsuki explains her thinking to Comte, I’m which he clarifies that he has no secret lover and that the letter was just from an old friend he saved years ago.

Everyone breathes out a sigh of relief. It looked like none of them were ready for a new arrival. And some, specifically Mozart, wasn’t particularly fond on a baby crying and running around…

[cloudcountry]

Uh baking an Apple pie with issac? Or issac with a s/o who's a fanfic writer! either one is fine! c:

SUMMARY: Isaac's been working hard lately, so you take Arthur's advice and make him a tasty treat!!

WARNINGS: None!! :D

COMMENTS: i'm trying to get back in the writing groove,,, i havent done it in so long it feels so unfamiliar ^^; thank you for requesting my apple tater!! he's the perfect start :D

this takes place before isaac and mc really know each other??? I TOOK YOUR REQUEST IN A VERY DIFFERENT DIRECTION OOPS. its just artie being a wingman LMAO

Skimming the shelves, you mumble titles to yourself as you search for the cookbook Sebastian recommended to you. You’d offhandedly mentioned making a pie for a certain someone, and the butler was quick to catch onto what you were actually trying to do. After all, said certain someone had been working hard enough to lose valuable sleep, and you weren’t the only one becoming concerned.

Snatching the book off the shelves as soon as you find it, you begin flipping through the pages. You’re so absorbed in the recipes and detailed descriptions of sweet treats that you don’t notice the other presence creeping up behind you.

“Well, I’ll be! Newt is quite a lucky guy!” Arthur hums thoughtfully, nearly scaring you out of your skin.

“Hey! What are you doing here?” you yelp.

Arthur laughs heartily as you fumble with the book, snapping it shut. Your gaze is scornful as you whip around to face him, lips twisted into a pout.

“Aw, I’m sorry love. I didn’t mean to scare you.” he slides up to you, leaning in to get a closer look at the book, “If you want to make something for him, I’d recommend something with apples. Our old Newt loves them dearly!”

Apples? You furrow your brow, running through the list of apple desserts you know. And how did he know it was for Isaac?!

“Oh, and love? Why not make the dessert with him? It’ll drag him away from his work.” Arthur winks, and just like that, he slips out of the kitchen.

That’s how you ended up here, with Isaac at your side. It’d taken quite a bit of convincing to get him out of his room and even more convincing to have him agree to bake an apple pie with you, but somehow you succeeded. You doubt anyone else would have gotten the same result.

Isaac’s soft voice is quite loud in the silence of the kitchen as he reads out ingredients, murmuring under his breath about how he would measure them and doing calculations to make sure the dessert was perfect—

“Woah, hold on Isaac!” you place a hand on the recipe book, pulling it away from his face.

He immediately stops at the sudden contact, pretty eyes blown wide at the sight of you so close to his face.

“This isn’t supposed to be a science experiment! We just need to have fun, okay?” you try your best to smile in a way that will calm him down and help him understand.

Isaac simply looks away and grasps at his hair, twirling the loose strands around his index finger.

“Okay.” he murmurs, and you do a mental celebratory dance.

Operation befriend Isaac is underway!

[natimiles]

Safer With You (Isaac x reader)

Summary: When you wake up with a nightmare plaguing your mind, Isaac is the first person you think of for comfort, so you go to his room.

Words: 1447

Tags: sfw; fluffy; literal sleeping together; can be read as platonic or pre-relationship; gender neutral reader.

Notes: by the end of the month, you’ll be loving Isaac as much as I do. That’s my goal.

It’s been a whole year, and you’ve grown accustomed to life in a mansion filled with vampires. Despite the legends you’ve heard, you feel safest when you're around them. Every time you need help, you seek them out — more specifically, you seek Isaac.

Out of everyone, he was the closest to you. You two built a strong relationship. Even Comte found it interesting how the shy, anxious, and socially awkward physicist was more relaxed around you. Sharing secrets, practicing for his classes with you, stargazing in the garden, chatting about physics — even though you didn’t understand a thing — and whatever random thoughts your mind came up with. For every little thing, you knew you could count on Isaac, and vice versa.

That’s why, when you wake up with a nightmare plaguing your mind, your sweet friend is the first person you think of. You wish you had a phone to text him and ask him to come to you. It would save you from having to get up and walk through the silent and dark mansion to his bedroom. A chill runs up your spine as you recall the weird dream. You know that in the morning, you’ll look back and consider it silly, but right now, it’s still too vivid, too scary, and too real.

Taking a deep breath, you swing your legs over the side and stand up, padding your way out of your bedroom. The mansion is unusually silent tonight — not even Mozart is awake composing. You quicken your pace towards your final destination. Thankfully, there’s light seeping from under the door.

You softly knock, glancing around the hall while waiting, ensuring no one else is awake. It doesn’t take long for him to open the door, a look of confusion on his face that deepens into an even more perplexed one when he realizes it’s you.

“What are you doing here?” he asks.

You don’t reply instantly; instead, you gently nudge him to the side so you can enter his room and close the door behind you. He continues to stare at you, confusion deepening as he takes in your frantic, scared face.

“Sorry to bother you,” you murmur. “I had a nightmare… Can I stay here?”

You make your way to his bed and sit down, crossing your legs. He remains standing, analyzing you and processing the information.

“Stay? Like… Sleep here in my room?” He blushes furiously.

“Yes, if it’s not too much of a bother for you.”

“A-ah, no! It’s fine. I can sleep on the armchair, I guess,” he mumbles, thinking aloud. He looks at the armchair, trying to figure out what he’d have to do to make it comfortable enough to sleep in.

“Isaac?” you call, and he hums in acknowledgement. “Could you… sleep here with me?” you ask uncertainly, patting the mattress with your hand.

He shoots his gaze back at you, his eyes widening and blinking frantically. He opens and closes his mouth three times before actually saying something. “I-in the same b-bed?”

If you weren’t so scared, you’d probably laugh at his expression, and how he could still be so shy in your presence. It’s probably something big and inappropriate for the century you’re currently in, but you don’t want to think about it now. 

“Do you mind?” you bite your lip and frown, whispering, “I don’t wanna be alone.”

“And you think… I… can help?” 

“You know I feel safer with you,” you reply, gazing into his cherry eyes. “But if it’s too much for you, it’s okay. I don’t wanna be a bother.”

“You’re not a bother,” he stammers. “Don’t… go to anyone else. You can stay.” He sighs and fiddles with his hair. “I’ll just organize these things; you can... um, you know…” He gestures to the bed.

You give him a tiny smile and nod, whispering, “Thank you.”

He had some things to finish before going to bed, but he thought you’d want him to lie down with you soon. He tidies up some things, just to make sure he doesn’t lose track of where he stopped his work when he goes back to it the next day.

Meanwhile, you make yourself comfortable on his bed. You crawl to the right side and adjust as best you can, pressing your back against the wall and pulling the blankets up until only your nose is visible. Isaac only has one pillow, so you leave it to him; you don’t want to bother him more than you already are. Now that you think about it, he probably had more things to do, and you just went there and ruined his plans because you were afraid of a stupid, silly nightmare.

Your thoughts are interrupted by the lights turning off. Thankfully, the moonlight casting from his window helps with your brief blindness, and you can see his figure approaching the bed in slow steps. He stands for a few seconds, and you hear him actually taking a deep breath before sitting on his own bed, still a little unsure of what to do.

“Get under the blankets with me,” you say softly.

“Alright,” he mutters under his breath.

He adjusts himself next to you and lays his head on his pillow, looking at the ceiling. Letting out a breath that he didn’t realize he was holding until now, Isaac glances at you from the corner of his eye. Sensing something is odd, he turns his head to get a better look at you and realizes you’re without a pillow; he’s using the only one he has.

“What’s wrong?” you ask when he’s been staring at you for almost a whole minute in silence.

“S-sorry!” He blinks out of his thoughts. “I just noticed you didn’t bring your pillow.” He props himself on his elbow to push his pillow towards you. “You can use mine, if you don’t mind.”

“It’s fine,” you say. “Don’t worry, I’m good just being here and not being alone.”

“But isn’t it uncomfortable?”

“And won’t you be uncomfortable without it, then?” You smile, and he pouts from not being able to come back with something. You push his pillow back to him. “Please, use it. Besides, if you don’t mind… I can use you as my pillow.”

You never thought it’d be possible to see a blushing face with the lights off, but there is Isaac, your closest friend in the mansion, with his whole face red as an apple. He flops back down on his side, his gaze still lingering on your face, probably searching for any trace that you were just teasing him. However, he didn’t find it; he knew he wouldn’t. Despite your playful persona, you never teased him like this. Yes, you tackled him to the floor and tickled him until he started crying once, but you wouldn’t tease him like Arthur, just to make him blush and stutter. He realized a few months after being your close friend that you were just too honest, and what sounded like teasing was just your honesty kicking in.

“Sorry if I startled you,” you murmur, sensing his anxiety spiking up. “I didn’t mean to tease you or anything.” As he thought. “Like I said before, I’m already happy just not to be alone.”

For the second time in a short span of 10 minutes, he lets out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding. Thankfully, he is a vampire and can’t just die from being out of oxygen for so long. He stares at you for a whole minute before shifting, opening his arms.

“You can come here,” he invites you sheepishly.

You smile softly and shimmy your body to meet his in the middle. Isaac wraps his shaking arms around you, and you throw yours over him; you both sigh without even noticing, a calm feeling taking over your bodies.

“Thank you, Isaac,” you mumble on his chest.

“Don’t mention it. Now go to sleep,” he hums. “I’ll be here. Good night.”

He kisses your head before thinking, and you smile, squeezing him affectionately.

Your hands absentmindedly start to slowly travel up and down each other’s backs in a relaxing caress, lulling you into a tranquil sleep.

The next morning, even Napoleon is already up, and you both are still sleeping in. The former emperor goes to Isaac’s bedroom to see if he’s still there and knows where you are. When he opens the door and sees you two sleeping soundly and cuddling, he only smiles and closes the door again. He makes sure to tell Sebastian you’re both okay and that he’ll be the one helping him out in the morning until you wake up.

Masterlists

[letterstoear]

Ikemen Vampire inspired jewelry part 2

In addition to the first set, I'm proud to announce the second addition to the collection. With this set I decided to include necklaces and bracelets, but not so much on earrings.

Purchase from my shop here: Shop — Letters to Ear (squarespace.com)

The necklaces are $12 each and the bracelets are $8 each. If you live outside of the U.S and would like to purchase please DM for further information.

Johann Georg Faust Despicable Love

Faust's necklace is a reversable chocker, one side is a velvet nightly blue and other side is a maroon satin ribbon. I figured it would be nice to use the MC's colors along with his.

Purchase Despicable Love here: Despicable Love — Letters to Ear (squarespace.com)

Napoleon Bonaparte Tie Me With Your Love

Napoleon's necklace features a ribbon closure which you can use to feature a bow on the side, front or even back. This time around I went with his signature colors in a more simplistic chocker necklace.

Purchase Tie Me With Your Love here: Tie Me With Your Love — Letters to Ear (squarespace.com)

Isaac Newton Tinted Love

Unlike the other suitors in this collection, Isaac's jewelry item is a bracelet. I made this with the idea of items he would collect along a walk with his lover.

Purchase Tinted Love here: Tinted Love — Letters to Ear (squarespace.com)

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart Graceful Love

Made with glass beads this necklace is inspired by Mozart's color pallet. I wanted something that would be delicate and gentle, so I went with softer colors and chose to not include purple. Another color Mozart is often associated with.

Purchase Graceful Love here: Graceful Love — Letters to Ear (squarespace.com)

Galileo Galilei Did Our Love Shine Or Did it Blaze?

One of the newer suitors to the game I took inspiration from Galileo who has yet to come to the English server. This was made in mind with what kind of necklace Galileo would gift his lover.

Purchase the necklace here: Did Our Love Shine or Did it Burn? — Letters to Ear (squarespace.com)

Charles-Henri Sanson Chained by Love

Charles' necklace is more of a streetwear style instead of a elegant chocker. I chose this style because I felt as though Charles would wear something similar in modern day.

Purchase Chained by Love here: Chained by Love — Letters to Ear (squarespace.com)

[niphredil-14]

Fill free to deny this request! But can you do Jonah, Isaac, Vincent, and comte with mc having a cat that isn't the best, and the cat is kinda mean? (Ex, biting and scratching if you try and be near her. Growling and hissing at other pets, and will hiss if you walk by them in the walkway.) My apologies, English is not my first language.

hey sorry it took me a literal year to write this...

IKEVAMP AND IKEREV REQUESTS CLOSED

Jonah: Jonah is a little cat-like and mean too, though he gets super pouty that your cat doesn't like him. Why wouldn't it? He's perfect! Would cry if your cat ever warmed up to him.

Isaac: Isaac is terrified of your cat and wants nothing to do with it. If your cat stays away from him, he will stay away from your cat.

Vincent: Look, I can't explain why, but your cat would tolerate him, I know it. Everyone and everything likes vincent, your cat included. Even if not at first.

Comte: He is the epitome of perfection and patience. He understands and will do his best to not bother your cat. Chances are though, at some point your cat will start to like him.

[sunshineyuuji]

Surprising Facts

IkeVamp suitors with an s/o who randomly says interesting facts

Characters: Leonardo Da Vinci, Isaac Newton, Arthur Conan Doyle, Le Comte de Saint-Germain, Johann Georg Faust

Warnings: maybe ooc since I don't know their personalities well, bad English (?), some facts may be a little disturbing (Isaac's part), gn!reader/fem!reader.

Notes: hello~! It's great to write again! I hope you're all taking care. This is the first time I write anything that has to do with the Ikemen series, so I hope you like it (╥﹏╥). Also, this is a tiny bit too much inspired by things I say to my friends and family so enjoy this little random facts I know, te-hee~.

Leonardo Da Vinci

"Did you know that Samuel Morse, the creator of the telegraph and Morse code ran for mayor of New York, but was against Catholics and immigrants?"

"I beg your pardon?"

It's really fun to have them around, though he sometimes doesn't understand some of the facts they throw at him and asks them to explain.

He learns more about future events through their random facts than asking the other residents.

He gets caught off guard by some of the facts his s/o throws at him though.

"Nutmeg is a hallucinogen."

Sometimes tries to ask them things that he thinks may be difficult for them to know, but he always fails.

"Actually, Sudan has more pyramids than any other country in the world."

His s/o never fails to impress him and he loves that.

They’re just cute darlings full of knowledge! They’re pretty and smart!

Secretly wishes to surprise his s/o with something they don't know.

Perhaps his unconditional love for them.

"And did you know, tesoro, that I love you dearly?"

I'm sure they didn't know that one, did they?

Isaac Newton

"Did you know the human stomach can dissolve razor blades?"

"Y/N, please, PLEASE stop with the creepy information."

Look, he's glad they’re drenched in information, but WHY do they choose to tell him the creepy ones?

He knows some of the facts his s/o tells him, others are more modern so he asks them information about it.

But when it comes to the creepy ones...

"Acids can dissolve a body more completely than lye, liquefying even the bones and teeth."

"And why do you need this information?!"

Let's face it, it's a bit weird that they know that, but they’re full of information!

Although they always have one or two that make him smile.

"Did you know the world's longest marriage lasted 86 years?"

Isaac looked up at his s/o with intrigue.

"Why don't we break the record?" they smiled at him and laughed when they noticed his cheeks blush.

Arthur Conan Doyle

"There are four law books bound in human skin at the Harvard University Library."

"Bound in what?!"

It feels like a competition.

He wants to outsmart them in saying something they don't know, but never finds anything.

"Video cameras were invented in 1891."

"Mmm that was the movie camera called Kinetograph, but in 1888 Louis Le Prince invented a single-lens camera that created the first and oldest motion video in existence."

"Bloody hell, Y/N!"

Don't worry, there is one thing he can do that leaves them with no answer.

And that is at flirting.

"You may be a little know-it-all, but you're still my cute dove, aren't you?" he chuckles. "Oh yes, I always win in the game of seduction."

Always uses the little random facts they give him on books.

Like that one time when his s/o told him that hydrogen peroxide dissolves blood!

Comte de Saint-Germain

Let's be clear, this man knows quite a lot thanks to his time travels.

But that doesn't stop his s/o from saying a thing or two.

"It's interesting how people often paint you as a time traveler and an immortal being without knowing they're right. Isn't it ironic?"

Asks more about future events like wars that are soon to come or any type of information that calls his attention.

"In your time, which is the most famous book?"

"Currently the Bible. It's the most recognizable and famous book that has ever been published."

He always has this soft smile whenever they tell him anything out of the blue, either because of amusement or because he loves how they smile whenever they tell him any random fact.

It's adorable to say the least, and he will make sure to always make them feel proud of their knowledge.

"Ma chèrie is very smart and knowledgeable. I sure am a lucky man, aren't I?"

Johann Georg Faust

Let's be for real, he's a smart ass.

He knows quite a lot about alchemy and other stuff.

But what about modern stuff?

"You know, I wanted to watch the play that goes by your name. I read it though! Very tragic indeed."

"What are you talking about?"

Yeah, yeah, he’s smart and stuff.

Really cool.

But his face when they tell him something he doesn’t know?!

Priceless.

Even if he does know, he’s more surprised on the fact that his s/o knows that type of stuff.

For example:

“Did you know that injecting 35% hydrogen peroxide can cause inflammation of the blood vessels at the injection site? The oxygen bubbles that block flood flow and lead to gas embolisms, leading to the destruction of red blood cells.”

“May I know why you know this information?”

Secretly likes it. I mean after all, his s/o isn’t just some pretty face.

Doesn’t stop him from teasing you though.

“Your knowledge won’t help you get away from me now will it? Hm, thought so. Now come here before I make you regret it.”

Will make a quiz full of questions regarding history out of spite.

They pass flawlessly. (Yeah, just with random facts from the internet. Leave me alone, I did that once.)

“You are proficient with your little data. Well, I can't expect less from my partner.”

[shookspearewrites]

Thank you for your ask, anon my duckling! This was so nice to write, oddly enough, idk just thinking about how the vamps would positively reinforce their MC makes me so happy eee ^^

- JJ x

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Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart:

MC played the ivory keys of the piano expertly, deft fingers flitting with perfect execution across the keys without error. They grinned as their hands danced along the instrument, making beautiful music that rung gloriously around the music room and out of the ajar door and into the hallway where it caught the attention of their boyfriend who paused in his tracks to listen before stepping into the music room, 

“Sonata in C is for four hands, why are you playing it alone?” Mozart’s clear voice cut through the gentle twinkling of the piano, startling MC who fumbled over the keys and pressed down haphazardly in shock, letting an unpleasant array of dissonant notes sound out. MC looked almost guilty as their genius composer of a boyfriend stared at them with a mixture of his regular cool blankness and curiosity, scrambling to pick themselves up off the piano stool as heat rose pink on their cheeks, “Don’t run away.” The vampire’s tone was beautifully commanding, making MC sit back down on the stool without a second thought, albeit their embarrassment which Mozart found rather adorable as he sat himself beside his lover. He quirked an eyebrow at the lack of sheet music on the music shelf, “Playing from memory? Impressive.”

MC averted their gaze to the piano pedals, embarrassed that their boyfriend, the Mozart, had caught them playing music that he himself had written, and fidgeted a little in their seat next to him, “I’m not as good as you.” MC’s voice was timid and quiet, their eyes tinged with sadness which made Wolfgang frown deeply and take their chin between thumb and forefinger,

“That’s not a reason to discredit yourself, Liebling. You play exceptionally.” Mozart’s violet eyes were bright with affection and truth as he smiled at his love gently before placing a soft kiss to their cheek and placing his fingers on the keys elegantly, “Now, no hiding your talents from me anymore, Liebchen. Let’s play something together.”

Isaac Newton:

Isaac frowned at the endless pool of papers on his desk and the floor surrounding him, pushing his glasses up as he examined a page of equations for seemingly the hundredth time and grumbling at his own handwriting. He didn’t bother looking up at the door when he heard a knock from the other side of the wood, “Come in.” 

“I brought you your lunch, professor,” MC smiled softly as they pushed the door open with their hip, their hands both busy with holding the tray of sandwiches, rouge and tea. Isaac felt his cheeks flush with heat at the title his lover used for him, a blush that only got deeper when he glanced up to see their pretty smile.

“You know you can just call me ‘Isaac’. You’re my partner, not my student.” The physicist's tight shoulders relaxed slightly when he felt MC’s careful hands gently rubbing out the tense knots underneath his skin, and he sighed softly, “I can’t seem to get these equations to make sense. It should be simple, I just can’t work out which of these calculations is throwing it off.” Isaac handed his lover the sheet he’d been pouring over for the past few hours while he reached for one of the small bottles of rouge they’d brought for him, taking a little swig before he began to eat his lunch.

MC stared at the numbers for a minute in silence, feeling Isaac’s dusty pink eyes on their face inquisitively when they spoke, “I see what you’ve done.” They took a pen from the desk and placed the page in front of Isaac, pointing to one equation with the nib of the pen, “The square root of 1018 is 31.9031122671, you’ve just missed out a 2 here in the middle.” MC scribbled a 2 in the correct place and grinned as Isaac took the pen from their hand gently and thusly corrected the rest of the maths on the page, his eyes wide when he looked up at them in shock,

“How on earth did you spot that?” There was a upturn to the corners of his lips as MC just shrugged a little and turned to leave, but Isaac caught their wrist and pulled them into a an uncharacteristically enthusiastic hug, “Perhaps I should have you check all of my work from now on.”

Arthur Conan Doyle:

Arthur smiled softly to himself as he scanned through the scrawled little story in MC’s notebook that had been left open on his desk, his eyes bright with intrigue and curiosity as he read, “You devilish little thing, keeping your brilliance from me.” The vampire was drawn from his entrancement from MC’s story by the sound of MC themselves at door, stuttering as they dropped the basket of laundry they were carrying, “Oh, afternoon, luv.”

“Arthur, you found my book-” MC blushed deeply as they rushed over to their boyfriend and tried to pry the notebook from his hands, whining when he held it  above their head - just high enough so that they couldn’t reach it - “C’mon, give it back! Its not like its any good.”

“Are you joking, poppet? This writing is superb!” Arthur’s genuine grin faltered and fell to a frown when he noticed the sour look on his darling’s face, “D-do you not believe me?” His eyebrows curved downward in sadness and his heart beat thick with distress when he noticed the completely blue expression that MC wore, almost like they were about to cry, “MC, I’m telling the truth, this story is brilliant.” The author smiled softly at MC, pinching their cheek affectionately and breaking out into a grin when they shot him a small, sad smile back, “There’s that beautiful smile that I love.”

“I’ll never be as good as you though, Artie,” MC shrugged, sighing softly and turning to leave, frowning at Arthur when he rushed past them and closed the door, standing in the way, “Sebas will kill me if I don’t get back to work soon.”

“I think not, luv,” Arthur smirked when MC looked at him questioningly before he ushered them over to the chaise lounge only to pepper their cheeks with kisses, his grin only growing when MC began to giggle and blush, a genuine smile on their lips to replace the sad one they’d worn minutes earlier, “Now I want to hear all about your writing - no ‘ifs’, ‘ands’ or ‘buts’, alright?”

[fang-and-feather]

Fandom: Ikemen Vampire

Rating: G

Category: F/M, M/M, Multi

Relationship: Arthur Conan Doyle/Isaac Newton/Reader

Prompt(s): Calendar from PolyamShipping Day at @polyamships and love letters from Day 4 of 12 Days of Arthur by @oigimi and @scummy-writes (hope it's okay to have a polyship fic for this)

Summary: Arthur receives a surprisingly heartwarming gift from his partners while they aren't home

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Arthur had been having a good writing week, still, it was bothering him not having his partners around.

Isaac had been invited to give a lecture in another city, and since he would have some time, invited you and Arthur along.

Arthur was the one who refused to go because of his writing; he was somewhat inspired and in no need of a long distraction. You could have a trip together some other time, he told you. He would be okay by himself for a few days.

But it was the first time you had spent that much time apart, and he found it quite strange.

He went to pick up some coffee for a break, missing you bringing it, or being able to spend that break with either of you. At least you should be coming back today.

When he entered his room, there was something different. Someone had taken the opportunity, while he was away, to sneak in and leave a gift on his desk. But the only people who would give him a gift weren’t home. There was no way you would have arrived without him noticing. Besides, what reason was there for this gift?

Arthur picked the card that was placed with it to find out you sent something ahead because you wouldn’t be home at the planned time. Although someone else had snuck the gift into his room, the gift was from you.

Inside was a sort of daily calendar. It seemed simple, but each day had written in it what seemed to be a part of a love letter.

‘Our dearest Arthur

Although it’s early for a Christmas gift, we thought it was a good time to show you how much you mean to us.

I, especially, wanted to first thank you for supporting me through my homesickness every year. I miss home a lot this time of the year, and you always go out of your way to help lessen it, or at least comfort me. And it has become easier through the years.

There was never a moment where I regretted staying with you, and now with Isaac as well, and I’m glad that you understand that. I love how supportive and understanding you are.’

And that was only on today’s date. It was clearly incomplete, but enough to warm his heart. You didn’t need to thank him for these things, and you certainly didn’t need to write him a letter for it, let alone make such a gift.

Arthur debated if he should just read the rest now, or a bit each day, like you clearly had planned. He was curious and happy that you had made him such a thing. He leafed through the calendar, noticing some parts were clearly written by you, but others were in Isaac’s handwriting.

Isaac’s first entry was written:

‘I’m not as good with words as you, but I wanted to take this opportunity to tell you what I’m not able to do often and tell you how, despite all the awkwardness of our relationship, I love you.

When we first met, I genuinely despised your teasing and thought I hated you for it, but I know now that even that comes from a place of kindness. It’s not easy to deal with, but you just wanted to make me feel like a part of the group, and I feel grateful for that, even if I wish you had a less annoying way to do so.’

You should be enjoying your trip, but you took time to do something for him instead.

Despite his eagerness, Arthur chose to save the rest for later and treat it like a proper calendar. And when he read everything, he would write you two letters in response and find a way to surprise you, too.

He never expected that the opportunity to exchange a love letter with his beloveds would make him this excited. There was something special about putting your thoughts on paper and having something you could keep for a long time. He had written plenty of small letters for both of you, but this was the first time he received one first, and he couldn’t wait to read more of your thoughts and to finally share his with you.

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