#Ikemen faust

[drewadoodle]

lil friday doodle

[weird-profiterole]

He tried.

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[violettduchess]

Hello! I saw prompts were open, and figured I'd shoot my shot, and if you don't get to it it's fine! I don't suppose you could do the prompt "late night trysts" with Ikevamp Faust? It can be fluff or spicy, up to you! Thank you so much :)

A/N: I haven't written Faust in a long time but I saw this and immediately knew what I wanted to do. Here you go @almond-lebkuchen 💜 Vielen Dank für die Anfrage!

Faust x Reader

Prompt: Late Night Trysts, an entry for my and @lorei-writes Sunshine and Starlight CC; I went with spicy for this one.

WC: 750

It’s not a night anyone should be out. The blackened clouds tremble as they hurl piercing drops of cold water down onto the earth, battering the streets and buildings. Thunder throttles the sky, shaking loose more rain than the town has seen in a decade. It sluices between the cobblestones and clings to rattled windowpanes. Lightning angrily cracks its blinding whip across the heavens as trees bend to the will of the furious winds. Your dark cloak billows around you, fluttering angrily against the storm as it wraps itself around your legs. A hard yank sets you free as you continue hurrying across the wet stones and up the wide, slippery steps of the church. After all, you agreed to meet him, come hell or high water.

Tonight both are here.

The inside of the church is mercifully dry and quiet, a sanctuary from the muffled howling of the summer storm outside. The gray stone walls and dark wooden pews are bathed in the pale light of hundreds of small candles, placed at various spots around the inside. Shadows flicker, stretching and shrinking with the dancing of the tiny flames. They crawl along the pews and glide down the aisles. You push back your hood and then with chilled fingers, slowly remove your rain-sodden cloak. Your eyes need a moment to adjust to the dim light and your body stills as you appreciate the warmth that is slowly combating the cold on your skin. Your cloak drips as you step cautiously away from the doorway and step further into the building, leaving a dark trail of drops in your wake.

“Johann?”

How small your voice seems in comparison to the orchestra of sound raging outside.

When he steps out of the shadows, you can’t help but gasp. He’s like an apparition come alive, a shadow that has willed itself into flesh and blood. His green eyes burn even now, brighter than the small army of flickering golden flames. Wordlessly, he reaches out, taking your heavy cloak and fastidiously hangs it across one of the pews. You watch his hands as they spread out the damp material, the long fingers as they smooth out every crease. Something hot ignites inside you at the memory of those fingertips trailing ribbons of heat across your bare body.

As if he is able to read your sinful thoughts, he looks up and smiles slowly. “Liebling,” he murmurs in a voice smooth as honeyed wine, “You must forgive me. Had I known the weather would be this…..vicious, I would not have asked you to meet me.” 

There is no looking away from the gravity of his gaze, the celestial pull of those poison-green eyes. Your heart beats a wild rhythm in your chest, aching with longing, drumming with anticipation. 

“I would brave any weather, Johann, if it meant I could see you–”

Those words thunder in his ears and send an instant blitz of hunger through his veins. You’re still talking even as he moves towards you, his priestly robes swaying with the motion. He draws you to him, finally, finally, and swallows your words, drinking them down like the sweetest ambrosia. His kiss is crushing, his mouth demanding. You welcome it, sliding your arms around his neck as you yield to him, your body curving into his, softening to his demands. You never expected to fall for this man, this complicated being with his brilliant mind and ravenous appetite. 

Yet here you are, locked in his arms, trapped, stumbling your way across the aisle to one of the pews, your hand pushing through the dark sky of his hair. He sits, pulling you onto his lap, your skirt hiked up around your thighs. 

His hands are possessed, roaming impatiently over every bit of exposed skin. 

His hands are possessive, fingers digging into your flesh like a predator subduing its prey.

You revel in the power of his grip, the devotion of his tongue as it meets yours again and again. Outside, the night swells with the apex of the storm, the dark summer sky flashing pure white.

Inside the stone church, Faust growls your name....

....as you tug at his robes. 

....as he pushes you onto the pew, skirt shoved out of the way, and sinks to his knees before you. 

....as his sharp fangs bite into the soft skin of your thigh and his strong hands hold you in place.

....as the storm within suddenly howls, louder and more ferocious than anything happening outside.

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[lichtluv]

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𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒆, 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒆, 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒅𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒆?

𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒂 𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒛𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒍𝒚𝒛𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒑 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒍𝒍, 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐 𝒊𝒕...

𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒈𝒐𝒅 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒊 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍.

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⊰ 𝙟𝙤𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙣 𝙜𝙚𝙤𝙧𝙜 𝙛𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙢𝙤𝙤𝙙𝙗𝙤𝙖𝙧𝙙.

[shatcey]

Vampires. Side Stories (Johann)

So… I've finally finished reading everything I've collected. I'll start with Johann. I just like his design… and the voice… I'm a shallow, I'm aware.

So… As long as he doesn't talk to me like an animal, I actually pretty enjoy his comments…

I adore smart people… Maybe I'm not as shallow as I thought.

Election 2024

And sometimes this woman is even worth him. I don't think much of her in the Johann's route.

Before sunrise

And I love his absolutely adorable possessiveness…

How dare another man look at you romantically, I'm the only one who has the right to do so. (laughs) So silly….

Squeaky clean punishment

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🔝 𝕊𝕋𝔸ℝ𝕋 ℙ𝔸𝔾𝔼 🔝

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[misty-moth]

[sadcacao]

[thedivinetarot-2]

This Card is sooo wild

Idk if y'll have this card or not but the speech is so wild and dirty😭

[reroseshi]

⚠️!!CHARLES' ROUTE SPOILER!!⚠️

Respectfully Vlad...wtf?? 😭💀

[arthurs-puppygirl]

just thought of an AU where IkeVamp is all the same but instead, they unikemen our vampires 🫠🫠🫠

[tooold4thisish]

There are so many social media platforms that I can hardly keep up. I think I figured out how to use this one? Will reblogg and like all the things that make me smile. And leave comments. Gotta figure that out too.

But thank you to all the OP Trafalgar Law, and Ikemen Vamp Faust, Leonardo fan fic writers and artists. Y'all make this simp so happy.

[dollielament]

Mi Gente 🎉🎉🎉

also I forgot to do Capricorn and Aquarius, I’ll do them soon :’3

Characters Listed:

Ukyo - Amnesia

Roy Invida - Court of Darkness

Hideyoshi Toyotomi - Ikemen Sengoku

Knight - Court of Darkness

Johann Georg Faust - Ikemen Vampire

Keith Howell - Ikemen Prince

Loki Genetta - Ikemen Revolution

Marcel - Angelique

Azul Ashengrotto - Twisted Wonderland

Rafayel - Love and Deepspace

Kei Okazaki - Collar x Malice

Victor - Ikemen Villains

Sebek Zigvolt - Twisted Wonderland

Jin Grandet - Ikemen Prince

Beelzebub - Obey Me

Belphegor - Obey Me

Yoosung Kim - Mystic Messenger

Keiji Maeda - Ikemen Sengoku

Laito Sakamaki - Diabolik Lovers

[weird-profiterole]

Summer holidays is over 🥺

Charles had fun at the beach, Faust not so much. Next time don't fall asleep 👀

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[magnumx-opus]

FAUSTTTTTT MY LOOOOOOVVEEEEEE

I played his route, finished it, and then immediately started it over again HELP ME it’s so so so good

[crowmero]

Do you think

we are together

in every universe?

[shatcey]

Faust's birthday 4

I'm a bit disappointed. The plot is not very solid, there are too many gaps in it, and the main idea is not well presented. Last year's story was better. I won't say more if you plan to read it yourself. For the rest of you, a summary…

There was a short scene in the church where Johann gave Jane (the MC's name is Jane Doe, after all, she lives with vampires. Even if they are a walking aphrodisiac, but they are still vampires, so her fate is determined) a naughty hint what he wanted for his birthday.

A short scene with Vlad and Charles, where they suddenly realize that he is very jealous.

(!!!) It's probably a joke. This has been obvious for quite some time.

Then she brought the cake, but she didn't know how old he was, so she stuck all the candles in the castle in it (probably).

In the previous story, she did show signs of intelligence. Not anymore. There are the history books… she found them on one of the routes. She could have found this information there (estimated age, it was a long time ago). If she wanted to know when Vlad turned him, she could have asked him himself. I'm sure Vladie would be happy to share this information. If she wanted to know the whole age… It's simple arithmetic. She just didn't even try to find out.

And after that… There was a scene in his room that everyone was waiting for.

But… This whole picture is so weird.

It feels like she afraid of falling, but her legs are positioned so that she is sure to fall. And she was supposed to be sitting on his lap, but it really feels like she's standing. And she sticks her ass out like a cat in heat. I really can't put it all together. I guess I just don't understand the emotions behind all this.

And Johann said just one line to her. He's usually more passionate in his confessions. Is he tired of her?

First of all, she's not a vampire, she won't live eternity. And you said you wouldn't let a pureblood bite her. I got it, it is a territorial instinct. Or do you mean that even after her death you will continue to love her? It's sweet and all… but I don't believe it. I'm such a cynic. Or… you haven't stopped life extension research. And are you planning to make her literally your guinea pig? I doubt that if you really love her as much as you claim, you will try your untested medicines on her. Oh, not poor Charles… If I feel bad for him, that mean… I shouldn't let Ally get even close to this castle.

Me and my senseless desire to see logic........... Maybe I should read it again, and then I'll see the logic. Maybe... if I'm in the mood to torture myself (or have too much free time). Which pretty much never happened.

I suppose the point of this story is that Johann starts to enjoy his birthday, even though he still thinks it's stupid. Just like he said at the beginning… there is no February 29 this year. So… in his mind, he is still a logical person. But… he gets more emotional and irrational when it comes to her. She influenced him.

I'm going to cry. On his next birthday, he'll probably be as stupid as she is. Poor baby… I need to… Be strong, girl! You can't save everyone!

I'll stay here a little longer. First, I need to finish reading the stories from his POV (from his route)… And I still hope that Johann will share some ideas with me… He's been very cold to me so far. He's probably angry that I left him for so long, and now I'm not even planning on staying.

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🔝 𝕊𝕋𝔸ℝ𝕋 ℙ𝔸𝔾𝔼 🔝

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