violettduchess

[violettduchess]

Hi 👋

I'm still around! I haven't forgotten the requests in my inbox! They're so tempting but the end of school year is a very busy time so I'm utterly swamped with that again!

However...summer break is around the corner and then I'll actually have free time again 🙏

[violettduchess]

Hello there.

I'm writing a master's thesis on the topic of Fan Fiction ("Fan Fiction as a Form of Active Bibliotherapy – The Therapeutic Potential of Fan Fiction"). Currently I need to conduct a research.

If you could help me by filling out the survey I'll be eternally grateful. It should take approximately 10 to 15 minutes and it's completely anonymous.

Any and all fandoms are welcome -- all that matters is that you're a fanfic reader or a writer.

Please, consider giving this post a boost or forwarding this survey further. All responses count and I'd be truly grateful for any help I can get.

[violettduchess]

Thank you to everyone for the numerous requests! They have really helped spark so much joy and creativity. It feels good to be here again.

Unfortunately I've got tons of grading to do this weekend but we'll see if I can sneak in some writing in-between 🤗

PS: to the person who requested Walter....I 💜 you for that!!

[violettduchess]

You’re actually the reason I got into writing fanfic, if I had never come across this blog I wouldn’t have ever given it a go. You’re an inspiration to many!! 💗

I don't think there's a higher compliment than hearing something like this. I'm genuinely touched 🥲

Thank you anon 💜 Keep writing!!

[violettduchess]

Welcome back to writing, I still re-read your works because they are so good!✨. I request Licht 🧁 at 11:23pm. No pressure and have fun with all your requests😊

Licht, 11:23 pm

You wake up because his side of the bed is empty. Frowning, you brush the sleep from your eyes, and yawning, step onto the pale blue carpet. You’re not exactly worried….there might be a very good explanation as to why your husband isn’t in bed.

And yet......

It might be the shadows, the ones that still lurk in the furthest chambers of his heart, places the light of your love for him glows but never completely illuminates.

That doesn’t stop you from trying. And right now that means searching for him.

Quietly you tiptoe towards the bedroom door, opening it very slowly before stepping out into the hall. One glance to the right answers your question, dampening the flame of worry that was flickering through your veins.

The door to her room is ajar just enough for a beam of pale orange light to slide through, brightening the patch of silvery carpet that it kisses. Gently you push the door open all the way and your heart jumps, knocking against your ribcage at the sight before you.

Licht is laying on your daughter’s bed, his long legs barely able to rest on the mattress. He has one arm curled around her enormous stuffed pony, Dariole. The other holds her close, her small cheek pressed against his heart, rising and falling with each even breath he takes. Their grey hair shines in the glow of her nightlight, twin stars resting on a cloud. If they were to open their eyes, you would see the exact same shade of crimson, sunset's flare, a ruby's twinkle.

She must have had a bad dream. She calls for him when she does, but often he is there before she even cries “Papa”, so attuned is he to her needs and wants.

Or maybe it’s simply a lifetime of recognizing pain, of understanding its beckon and responding without hesitation. Maybe it’s his scarred heart playing hero, refusing to allow hers to follow the barbed and twisted path it has dragged itself through, fighting with all it has to keep her safe and loved.

Your own heart drums a song of tenderness as you take in the two people who fill it so completely.

As quietly as you came, you step back, leaving father and daughter to sleep in peace, together.

@lucyw260

[violettduchess]

Hello Violett!! How are you? Hope you're doing well! Happy to see you back 🫶✨

If you're already accepting the prince requests, then 2:36 PM for Chevalier? (⁠◕⁠ᴗ⁠◕⁠✿⁠)

Also, congrats to another school year done! You deserve an r&r ☺️ We've also had our end of semester here but the grades still need to be computed and submitted 😂

Chevalier, 2:36 pm

The carriage rumbles along the dirt road, leaving behind small clouds of dust kicked up by the horses hooves. It’s a more rural area of Rhodolite, not all that far from the palace, but still distant enough for the road to be less worn, the dirt less packed, than more-traveled paths. You do your best to hide the discomfort the jostling is causing you, the way the dips and curves disturb your already precarious bodily balance.

After all, you had insisted on accompanying him today, despite the protests of your midwife. Yes, it shouldn’t be long now and you should be resting but you’ve memorized every single painting in the palace, every arched window, every gilded doorknob. You needed a moment away from everyone’s watchful eyes, some soft with understanding and sympathy, others sharp with anticipation. And maybe, some of those eyes held something just a touch more sinister. After all, an heir is automatically born with a target on its back.

Motion pulls you out of your somewhat gloomy reverie. Chevalier has moved from his side of the carriage, coming down to sit beside you on the padded bench with a swoosh of his pristine white cloak. You’re immediately flooded with the scent of roses.

“Chev?”

He wraps an arm around you, pulling you close and anchoring you to his side. You’re tucked safely into the strength of his body, a boat nestled into safe harbor.

“We’ll be back within the hour.”

The carriage still winds along the bumpy road. But Chevalier is holding you close, sheltering you and your child from the worst of it, keeping you both safe. As always. You breathe out slowly, reaching for his free hand. He is compliant, allowing you to thread your fingers through his, a silent thank you, a gesture of affection.

He lifts your hand, bringing it quickly to his lips, a short, almost too-hard kiss placed on the top before lowering again and holding it in his lap.

You smile, closing your eyes as the carriage continues its undulous journey.

Now, the prospect of the ride home doesn’t seem quite so bad.

@skiagrafia

[violettduchess]

Clavis's Sequel Route Release CCC

My dear little bunnies🐰 do you know what time it is?🕰️ 👏🏻That’s right!👏🏻  It’s time to rejoice and celebrate the return of your dearly beloved, King of your heart👑💜In other words, I, Clavis Lelouch. Hahaha! 🎉

You’ve waited oh-so-long, my little darlings. Tragic💔I know. But the wait will soon come to an end. Yes, you heard me right! For everything is coming together, every single piece of the puzzle is falling into place, the stars have aligned, the time is right, it was meant to be, destiny wanted it this way, my sequel route release is descending upon us sooner than you may think. What better way to honor me than with a grand, creative celebration filled with drama, disaster, the right amount of chaotic 💥 problem-solving, a pinch of questionable decision-making, a river of thrown banana peels, endless pitfalls, and lots of delightful delicacies 🧁 cooked and baked by yours truly?

If you’re expecting this to be an ordinary creative event, you are quite mistaken. Oh, no. This is a call 📢 to arms ⚔️ for all the poets of doom, the dreamers of passion, the passionate playlist-bards, the diligent moodboard warlocks and witches, and every brave soul who dares to peer deep into the velvety, swirling yet majestic madness that my world truly is. Ah, what a wonderful celebration. Truly wonderful! Haha.

But heed my warning, curious Belles.

⚠️❗ Sp*ilers lie ahead. If you haven’t yet dived into the fantastic experience that my main route is (dearie me, what are you waiting for?) and wish to remain untainted of the sins committed, now is your only chance to flee🏃 The prompts below are infused with my darkest secrets from the so-called Seven Wonders of Clavis Lelouch. And I would be deeply devastated were I to ruin a good surprise too soon🥀

As I’ve stated above, this is a content creation challenge meant to celebrate the wondrous and glorious arrival of my sequel route. Your quest, should you choose to accept it (and you should), is quite simple. You must craft, on your own, something inspired by at least one of the prompts below. Feel free to match and combine them to your heart’s content. Much like I do when I cook those delicious dishes for you, my sweet little bunnies. Creativity thrives in exquisite chaos, after all 😈

🕰️ Duration: From this very moment until the day my route is finally released! (TBA)

Letters - Code - Artistic handwriting - Secret room - Trinkets - Informants - Guests - Parties - Anti-monarchy - Anti-Chev - Gentleman - Women - Cry - Disaster - Incidents - Chaos - Bedroom - Amnesia - Sullen - Rainy days - Rain-soaked roses

I’m particularly fond of “anti-Chev” and “disaster,” personally😏 Make of that what you will, little bunnies🐇.

📜 Rules 💌 What you can create:Fanfiction, fanart, moodboards, edits, videos, playlists, collages, analyses, interpretive dance—whatever those pretty little heads of yours desire. If it’s inspired by the prompts and your favorite pleasure-seeking menace, it’s welcome.

💌 SFW and NSFW are allowed. But make sure to tag appropriately. No one likes a surprise that slaps too hard. Hahaha. Trust me on this one😅

💌 Pairings you can write:

Suitor x Reader ( or yourself. Darling little Venus highly recommends selfships, naturally)

Suitor x OC

Suitor x Suitor (Inc*st is not allowed, however.)

💌 Interpret the prompts however you like: literal, abstract, poetic, symbolic. Embrace it and make it yours!

💌 Cross-posting with other events is perfectly fine. After all, I’m not jealous. I’m just… curious.

✉️ Submission Tag your ultimate masterpieces with #clavis sequel route release ccc And tag our ever-devoted co-host, partner-in-crime, and chaos enabler #1 @venulus, so your brilliance finds its way to the final masterlist.

Whether you come bearing brotherly angst, dark secrets, glittering rebellion, steam-fogged carriage windows, extravagant tea parties, or tender love confessions, this event is for you. For the thrill-seekers. For the lonely-hearted who yearn for pleasure perfectly tinged with chaos. For the fools in love with a simper that promises trouble and never-ending excitement.

And between us, what I’m looking forward to the most? Your love letters💌 Your sweeping confessions of undying, unyielding, unending love for me💕 Don’t hold back, present me with your all 💞

Let’s make this a release no one will ever forget. Or better yet—let’s make it a legend that will be told for generations. A song that’ll inspire the youth. A warm blanket for the hearts of all the little bunnies out there.

With mirth and mischief,

[violettduchess]

Hi hi Violett, welcome back! So happy to see posts from you again!

Could I request 07:12 am with Silvio? Can be any direction I'm just craving more silvio content 😔

Thank you so much if you end up writing this, I hope you have a wonderful day/night ^^!

Silvio, 7:12 am

“Harder.”

“It’s gonna hurt and you’ll be yappin’ all damn day that I did that to ya.”

“I need you to push it harder. I wouldn’t ask for it if I couldn’t handle it.”

“One word ‘bout how sore you are and I swear–”

“Silvio, just do it!”

“Fuck, ok, ok.”

......

“OUCH!”

“I fuckin’ told ya! It ain’t gonna fit in there!”

“But….I really want–”

“What you want and what’s possible ain’t always the same thing, woman.”

“Ugh. Ok. Maybe you’re right. It hurts. Take it out.”

“Me? Why do I gotta take it out? You got yourself into this shit.”

“You shoved it in.”

“You told me to!!”

“FINE! Forget you. I’ll do it myself. Just need to pull–Oof– just a bit–OW–a little more–”

“I can’t watch this shit.”

Silvio leans down and, with fingers nimble and strong from years of sailing, yanks the delicate, heeled boot off of his wife’s foot.

“Ohhhhhh…….”

“Feels good, don’t it?”

You shoot your husband a Look, wiggling your toes and enjoying the freedom from the vice-like grip of the boots that you were desperate to wear but are truly, honestly, tragically too small for you.

A grunt is all he gets in response but it doesn’t matter. He was right and you both know it. Satisfaction is written all over his face, topped with a shameless, cocky grin. 

“C’mon. I know a guy who’s got the best shoe shop in this part of Benitoite. We’ll find somethin’ nicer than these crappy things.”

He holds out his hand and with a sigh, you take it, letting him pull you up from the edge of the bed. Slipping your feet into a pair of well-worn flats, you give the sparkly boots one final, forlorn look.

“They’re so pretty…..”

Silvio scoffs and grins at the same time. “And your hooves are too big for ‘em.”

“My WHAT?”

He yanks you towards him, a laugh as bright and sharp as lightning ringing through the room. “You make the funniest faces. Now let’s get goin’ before all the decent shoes are gone.”

[violettduchess]

Hi Violett!! Can I be your first request please...? 😞💕

Time = 2:15 am

Prince suitor = Leon Dompteur (ofc) 💕

🧁 fluff pls 👉🏻👈🏻

Leon, 2:15 am

The rain taps its fingers in a rhythm against the glass, playing percussion along the large windows of Leon’s bedroom. The silvery glow of the stars and moon are blocked by a barricade of heavy gray rainclouds, draping the night in a cloak of absolute dark. But you aren’t frightened.

A strong arm is wrapped around your middle, warm through the thin silk of your nightgown. A heavy leg is hitched over yours, pressing you down into the softness of the mattress. Your back is curled into the curves of a body much longer and stronger than your own. Even in sleep, he protects you from the storm, shelters you from anything that even whispers of harm. You shift slightly and he sighs, a deep, sleepy rumble. His arm tightens around you, his chin dips as he presses his lips to your hair, the gesture both familiar and dreamlike. “Y’ok?” The words are rounded with sleep, slurred with dreaming. And yet, despite the haze of slumber, you know if you were to answer “No” he would throw off the dreams and depth of night, golden eyes opening with an alertness that comes with the fierce, leonine desire to protect that which he treasures above all else. “Yes, love” you answer quietly, turning within the cradle of his arms to kiss what skin you can reach. Your kiss lands softly on the line of his jaw. “Go back to sleep.” Eyes still closed, his lips curve in response to your touch. He doesn’t need to speak. His answer is the contented exhale, the gentle pull of your body even closer to his. It may be dark and rainy outside, but here, next to him, in the light of your shared love, your hearts are always filled with warm sunshine.

@shonenkun309

[violettduchess]

UR BACK ♡

Tip-toeing my way back into things, yes 💜

[violettduchess]

Hi everyone! 👋

It's been a little while since I've written anything and man, did I end up missing it. BUT it has been almost half a year....

So in order to warm up and get back into the swing of things, I thought it might be fun to open requests for a day.

Borrowing an idea from the brilliant @shouyuus:

You request a specific time (8:42 am, 2:15 am, 4:38 pm/16:38, 11:23 pm/23:23 etc) and a Prince suitor (all of the princes plus Cyran/Walter) and I'll write a short drabble about what they are doing in that exact moment in time.

If you want the drabble to go in a certain direction you can add 🧁for fluff or 🌶️ for spicy.

This is just for fun and inspiration, I can't really say how many I'll do! Please be understanding 🪷

I look forward to hearing from you! 💜

[violettduchess]

Hi violet!! It’s been so long since I’ve seen any of your posts, how have you been? ☺️

Hi anon 👋

I'm doing well!

School year is slowly rolling to an end and while things IRL are still busy, I feel like I've gotten a better handle on sailing through turbulent waters 🌊

I look forward to being able to spend more time here again 💜 Thank you for the ask!

[violettduchess]

I downloaded Prince again.

I don't have the time for more than one Ikemen game and it's the one that has always had the biggest hold on my heart so.....here we go 💜 👑

[violettduchess]

I am your witness. You are the only person I know who is honest-to-God thrilled and excited when I point out and explain grammar mistakes in any of your writing 😆

My English professor congratulated me on getting 99% on a mock exam, and then suggested I take another one if I have time. To make sure I'm prepared for the final exam.

The class is B2 level.

The additional mock exam is not compulsory. I solved the first one with half an hour to spare. Despite doing several other things.

... The way my spirit shrivelled up inside as I smiled awkwardly and thanked her. I spent all of our classes: a. drawing; b. volunteering when people were being too quiet. I can't exactly tell her that I honed my ability to use English while in the throes of writing increasingly niche fanfic...

[violettduchess]

It's time to party! >:)

All the giftees have been assigned. Make sure to check out your DMs if you haven't already, and... let's spill some tea! >:)

Thank you for helping us create this playlist <3

~ Lorei & Myara

[tags for participants below the cut]

@applepiepiece @cheese-ception @dicenete @ikeprinces-stuff @kaizoku-musume

@krys-loves-otome @lavender--ghost @queengiuliettafirstlady @shatcey @silkkorchid

@solacedeer @the12thnightproject @thewatterbottleperson @violettduchess @nightghoul381

@oda-princess @candiedcoffeedrops @floydsteeth @tulipsaisle

[violettduchess]

After watching a random celebrity “What’s in Your Bag?” video, I got curious (or maybe just nosy, lol) and started asking everyone the same question. So, what’s in your bag? Or, if you’re not the type to carry one, what’s in your pockets?

Hello anon!

I'm flattered to get something in my inbox since I've sort of wandered off into the wilderness! Thanks for thinking of me!

Rifling through my bag, I found the following items:

2 Bic pens, the kind that have 4 colors and you can push down the one you want. Why are there two in there? Who knows.

Several packs of tissues because again, why only one?

A tin of Spearmint Altoids

My phone / keys / wallet

A lollipop wrapper that Littlest Sprout decided belonged there instead of a trash can

One earring. Just one. (Cause, ya know,....multiple pens and tissue packs but one earring.)

Ibuprofen / Tums

A mini-nailfile

A random receipt from my trip to America back in April (Easter cookies from Publix, shoutout Publix)

A bracelet Sprout #3 crocheted for me but it was too small and I didn't want to make her feel bad so I told her its in my purse for good luck

And that's the mystery of what's in my purse 🤗

[violettduchess]

Come into a fandom late. Leave early. Write 100 fics. Write 1. Write none. Read every single fic written in your fandom. Read only your OTP. Write only your OTP. Write every pairing under the sun. Make gifs just for your friends. Make gifs to share with everyone. Make art. Make nothing.

Cheerlead from afar and keep to yourself. Join a groupchat. Yell about headcanons with your friends. Leave kudos. Leave comments. Make fic recs. Bookmark everything. Read or watch and then forget it.

Treat canon like gospel. Treat canon like a dumpster fire. Only read/write/art coffeeshop AUs. Decide your corner will be all hurt no comfort. Decide your corner  will be all fluff no angst.

Fandom isn't one size fits all, and there is no one right way to do it. So find what works for you, and don't worry about all of the outside noise. It doesn't matter how everyone else does fandom.

All are welcome.