#Ikemen villains

[kibby-reaper]

just casually spending quality time together

- mod reaper

[cheshireliam]

reminder that king judlien exists and will appear in your dreams.

king judlien

[cosmowgyral]

"Jude: 'N what exactly is my princess thinkin' now?"

Yes, your princess. 🙈

And whatever I'm thinking right now, is scandalous.

[judesmoonbeauty]

Four More Days until 2nd Anniversary 🦋♟️

Oh how adorable 🥰

[bontu-the-l0ver]

Elbert you horny ass bitch. You're worst than Alfons

[kurishiri]

Darius’ strange humor

꒰ ִ ֺ ⊹ @ notice ⊹ ֺ ִ ꒱ this translation (under the cut!) may not be 100% accurate or contain creative liberties due to characterization or narrative flow purposes. if you enjoy, please consider reblogging, but don’t repost these or claim these as your own!

Darius: Not only with tea, but the way to eat a scone too…the English get so caught up in all these excessive mannerisms. They’re so incessant about them too.

Kate: Hehe, I suppose. We do tend to get caught up in traditions and formalities.

Darius: And I hold little interest in them…that said.

D: What I do hold interest in is seeing the faces of those types of people when I break the things they hold dear to bits and pieces, right before their eyes.

Kate: Wha…

Darius: Just kidding.

ko-fi ☕️ ┊ comms 🤍

[reccyls]

Victor's Main Route: Chapter 3

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Includes the letter

One quiet night in the palace, a number of men were huddled together as if trying to stay hidden, speaking among themselves.

Plump Councilman: Did you see those envoys from Germany? That Vogel group.

Bearded Councilman: Yes, I did. The ones in white, correct?

Elderly Councilman: So the German Emperor has his own pack of Cursed Ones, same as Her Majesty.

As they whispered among themselves, their expressions remained skeptical. Dissatisfaction radiated from them.

Plump Councilman: Just what is Her Majesty thinking? Collecting riff-raff from god knows where to be part of ‘Crown’ is one thing. Plump Councilman: And with these new visitors… it wouldn’t surprise me if she was trying to consolidate more power.

Bearded Councilman: That aide says it’s all to foster better relations, but who knows if that’s the truth.

The man let out a deep sigh as he stroked his beard. The elderly councilman gave him a sidelong glance before speaking.

Elderly Councilman: Speaking of Crown, it seems they’ve taken in a rather… middling guest. Elderly Councilman: The woman seems to have been granted the title of ‘Fairytale Keeper’ but it’s unclear what she actually does. Elderly Councilman: The aide only said that she was assisting him with his work when I asked. Elderly Councilman: I believe we should be paying more attention to that woman than to Vogel.

The plump councilman almost burst out into laughter at the other man’s suggestion.

Plump Councilman: You can’t be serious! She’s a mere commoner! There’s no reason to pay a worthless nobody like her any mind.

Elderly Councilman: That supposes she remains a worthless nobody.

Plump Councilman: Are you saying that she could be threatened into giving up information about Crown? Plump Councilman: That would be quite the boon if so. Plump Councilman: I’ve had quite enough of Her Majesty taking in mongrels while tossing us to the side.

Elderly Councilman: While that may be the case, Crown isn’t the only problem.

Bearded Councilman: …Do you think it wasn’t a coincidence, and she approached Crown deliberately?

The elderly councilman nodded gravely.

Plump Councilman: But why, though? It’s not like she can do anything even if she’s ingratiated herself with them.

When the elderly man next spoke, his voice was so low it was nearly inaudible. What he said caused everyone’s expressions to change.

Plump Councilman: …Surely not. She’s just a normal woman.

Elderly Councilman: We mustn't forget the crimes that the common folk can commit when working in concert with one another. Elderly Councilman: They infiltrated the very heart of the government. They may have even-

Victor: They may have even what, exactly?

The men froze as a voice called out to them from behind. They were as still as statues, unable to even blink from the dread that raced through them. The only sound to be heard was of them gulping in fear. A chill ran through their bodies, their mouths suddenly dry, fingers trembling.

Victor: You must all be very good friends, to be having a chat like this in the middle of the night. Victor: I’m sure Her Majesty would be overjoyed to see such camaraderie.

The moonlight streaming in through the window highlighted Victor’s sharp features.

Bearded Councilman: Ah, this is…

Victor: I’m aware you were speaking about Her Majesty’s guest. However…

He stood there as if he were death itself.

Victor: The investigation into her background has been carried out and completed. She has no involvement in the matter you’re so concerned about. Victor: If that were the case, Her Majesty would never have welcomed her presence. Victor: To cast such suspicion on Her Majesty’s guest, it’s almost as though you think her judgment is wrong. Do you?

A shiver ran down their spines as sweat began to bead on their brows. The reaper’s chilling stare was fixed directly on them. The councilmen looked among each other, and then quickly began shaking their heads as if they were broken machines. Of course not, they were silently saying. Her Majesty’s judgment was never wrong.

Victor: I have nothing more to say.

He turned and walked away. But even after his departing footsteps were no longer audible, the three men could not bring themselves to move. The phantom sensation of a scythe held to their necks would not fade.

-----

Victor: Kate, I have an unfortunate announcement to make today.

Kate: What is it?

I made my way to Victor’s office to assist him as usual, but Victor had a grave expression on his face as he spoke quietly.

Victor: I have to attend a meeting later this afternoon, so I won’t be able to have tea time with you like usual.

His voice trailed off sadly as his head dropped. I’d never seen Victor like this before, and the surprise–as well as how adorable it was–startled a laugh out of me.

Victor: …You were laughing?

Kate: Sorry, that was just kind of cute, I didn’t mean to…

Victor: I’d say you’re far cuter than I am, though.

Kate: Oh, um, thank you.

(He always calls me cute…) (I know he doesn’t mean it like that, but it’s still embarrassing every time.)

As I turned away and tried to get my blush under control, Victor let out a disappointed sigh.

Victor: And it just had to be during my break time too…

Kate: How long will the meeting be?

Victor: All the way until evening…

(It probably won’t be possible to have a tea party after he returns.)

I made a suggestion to the dejected-looking Victor.

Kate: Why don’t we make tomorrow’s break a little longer than usual?

Victor: Longer than usual?

Kate: I’ll get as much work done as I can while you’re at your meeting. Kate: So tomorrow, we can have a longer break than normal for a tea party. How does that sound?

Victor blinked rapidly in surprise. It appeared as if the idea hadn’t occurred to him.

Kate: I’ll do my best to finish as much as I can.

In response to my resolve, Victor’s expression turned gentle.

Victor: Then I’ll also have to do my best to make your lovely idea a reality. Victor: You’ll have to do some more work than usual, is that alright with you?

With papers in hand, he smiled at me, almost as if he were testing me.

Kate: Of course!

Full of more determination than ever before, I dove into work.

-----

Victor: I’ll be leaving for the meeting now. 

After an hour, I stopped working and looked towards Victor who had stood up.

Kate: Okay, good luck.

Victor: Once you’re done with that, could you put them all in the second drawer? Victor: I’ll review them when I get back.

Kate: Got it.

He slid some papers into an unmarked envelope, and patted my shoulder.

Victor: Don’t work too hard now, all right?

And with that, he left the office.

Kate: …All right! Time to get to work!

After pulling myself back together, I returned to the documents I was working on. However, my eye caught on some reports of Crown’s activities as well as the aftermath.

(This is the report for Liam and Alfons’s mission.)

It was the mission I had joined that took place the other day, to recover drug-laced candies from Soho.

The details of the drugs, including their origin and composition, were all listed out on the paper one after the other.

The candies contained various narcotics, but each individual piece only contained trace amounts. However, given their appealing appearance, the possibility that they could be widely consumed by people of all ages is high. Although those who exhibit the most severe signs of addiction are almost universally frequent visitors to the entertainment district, There have been cases where the victims’ families, particularly children, have inadvertently ingested the candies and suffered the same health impacts.

Kate: That’s awful…

I couldn’t stop myself from reading more about the incident. My concentration was broken by a knock at the door.

???: I’ve brought the report.

The voice was familiar. I rose to my feet to open the door.

Harrison: Huh? Is it just you, Kate?

Harrison stood in the doorway with a report in hand.

Kate: Yes, Victor had to leave for a meeting. He probably won’t be back until evening.

Harrison: Unbelievable. He’s the one who told me to hand in my report within the day, and he’s not even here to receive it.

With an exasperated look on his face, Harrison stepped into the office. As he glanced over, he noticed the scattered papers on the table.

Harrison: Are you the one putting all the reports together?

Kate: That’s right. Is your report related to these ones?

Harrison: Yeah, it’s a follow up for the same case. Guess this is good timing.

The papers Harrison handed me were progress updates on the children who had consumed the drugged candy.

(Vomiting and convulsions, fatigue, and even loss of consciousness…)

Their suffering was palpable.

Harrison: And this is just the lucky kids that managed to get to a hospital. Harrison: There’s bound to be at least twice as many more who are still suffering from the side effects.

Harrison took the seat opposite me and studied my expression.

Harrison: What’s wrong?

Gripping the report tightly, I let out a deep breath as I took a seat myself.

Kate: Nothing. I just feel… helpless. I can’t do anything to help them.

Harrison: And this is just the tip of the iceberg. Harrison: But, well. I get what you mean.

Even with only joining Crown on their missions and recording everything, the injustice of the world weighed heavily in my mind. But that wasn’t the end of the story.

Kate: As long as you’re alive, the world won’t stop moving. Kate: All that anyone can do is to keep facing ahead, and hope that the future will be happier.

I began to move again, gathering the reports and getting back to work.

Kate: But even so, I have to do my part to make things better.

Wallowing in my own discomfort wouldn’t change anything. With renewed determination, I continued working.

Harrison: …

I could feel a piercing stare on me as I worked. And then–

Harrison: Do you like Victor?

Choke

Wha- why would you ask that!? (+4/+4)

Does it look like I do?

Kate: Wha- why would you ask that!?

Harrison: No reason in particular. You just seem fond of him. Harrison: I don't mean this in a romantic way. But it’s not hard to tell that you admire him.

Harrison: But…

Harrison crossed his legs as a serious expression settled on his face.

Harrison: I don’t think you should put too much faith in him.

(What does that mean?)

I didn’t understand what Harrison was getting at. But he just stood while scratching his head.

Harrison: I’m heading back now.

Kate: Huh? Wait a minute–

As I rushed to stop him, Harrison looked even more tired.

Harrison: That was a warning.

Kate: But I don’t know what it means.

He avoided my gaze and sighed deeply.

Harrison: You know what my ability is, don’t you?

Kate: You can see through lies.

Harrison had the curse of the lying fox, which meant that his ability was to be able to tell if someone was lying by looking them in the eye.

(That was how he knew that Vogel was hiding something.)

No one could hide from Harrison’s ability, so-

(Oh.)

As realization hit me, Harrison looked over at me.

Harrison: The reason I don’t trust Victor is because he’s been hiding something for as long as I’ve known him. Harrison: I don’t know what it is. I’m not about to ask him either. Harrison: He knows that I’ve noticed something, but all he does is smile. No explanations. Harrison: Who’d be able to trust a boss like that?

He sounded like he was talking about a distant stranger.

Harrison: Don’t be too trusting. Harrison: Especially if you want to go back to your old life.

Spinning around, Harrison threw out a wave behind him as he left the office. Left alone, I could only stand there in a daze, unable to move.

(Victor’s hiding something…?)

I thought that I’d gotten to know him better ever since I started working as his assistant.

(The Victor I know is always cheerful and kind, and he can do practically everything.)

If I was struggling with something, he’d always lend a sympathetic ear. And if I was truly stuck, he’d deal with the problem immediately. He cared deeply for everyone in Crown, and for me as well.

(I mean, everyone has something or the other that they’re hiding. But…)

If it’s enough to make Harrison unable to trust Victor, this wasn’t just something small.

(Maybe it’s because he’s the queen’s aide. He might have some secret that he has to protect with his life, and can’t tell anyone else about.)

I’d always thought that Victor was a trustworthy person, someone I could rely on. So Harrison’s words were a complete shock to me.

Kate: Everyone has a secret of their own, right…?

Unable to work out what kind of secret Harrison’s warning was about, I turned back to the desk to get some more work done.

Kate: Ah-

Just then, I noticed another envelope sitting on the desk. It had today’s date written on it, and looked like a bunch of materials for the meeting.

Victor: Don’t work too hard now, all right?

(The envelope Victor took with him didn’t have anything written on it.)

Kate: Maybe he took the wrong one.

(I need to bring this to him!)

Grabbing the envelope, I left the office. In my hurry, Harrison’s warning had already slipped my mind.

Chapter 3 Letter: To my assistant

To my assistant,

Ever since you started helping me with my work, the time I spend in my office has become so much more enjoyable. Our daily tea parties are also relaxing for me.

I’m looking forward to tomorrow’s extended tea time, but don’t push yourself too hard. I know that you’re already doing more than enough. You have your work as Fairytale Keeper in addition to helping me. So do make sure that you’re getting plenty of rest.

This meeting is a terrible chore, but knowing that you’re hard at work means that I need to do my best as well. I’m looking forward to another wonderful day tomorrow.

Victor

[namidasdrums]

we’re backkkkkk! i love jude (obviously) -hirai

[theimaginativelyreticent]

He's gonna fight victor for Elbert? Because Elbie dear said Victor's hair is beatiful and he wanted it? Waaayyy too sweet Al. Unfortunately you're going down before you could touch that hair! I love that hair as well!

He seriously want Victor's hair, huh? 🥲

(This is fan-translation & may contain some grammatical or term errors)

Victor: Eh? I'm your target? Did I do something that make you hold a grudge against me...?

Alfons: No, not at all

Alfons: I just...remembered that Lord Elbert once mentioned he wanted it

Victor: Could it be...my life?

Alfons: It is your beautiful and gorgeous hair!I shall take it!

Victor: I absolutely can't let you do that!

[oh-my-otome]

*whining about missing MidCin and DTL (temporarily) ceases*

*interest in IkeVil intensifies*

[kibby-reaper]

Victor taking supportive a little bit too far but he's probably unbothered because Roger can probably fix him

- mod reaper

[cheshireliam]

"VILLAIN's FESTIVAL" Collection Event: Featured Card Story — Victor

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There had been rumours about an organisation collecting animals illegally poached from overseas and engaging in illicit trade. 

Upon hearing those rumours, we arrived at a warehouse located in the outskirts of the East End.

Victor: It’s dangerous here, so promise you’ll stay behind me.

Kate: Okay.

I peeked out from behind Victor. 

…

Victor: This is… 

Inside the warehouse, countless cages hung from the ceiling, each containing animals on the verge of death. 

(This is awful… how could anyone do such a thing…) 

Unexpectedly, a dog inside one of the cages noticed us and let out a weak whimper.

I instinctively moved away from Victor’s back and approached the dog.

Kate: Hang on, I'll help you— 

The next moment, 

Kate: Kyaa! 

Victor: Kate!? 

With a loud clang, a cage descended from above and trapped me inside.

???: Only one of them got caught, huh.

Before I could snap out of my shock, the warehouse doors slammed shut and a group of armed men appeared. 

At the center of the group stood a man in a tailcoat, smirking as he looked at me inside the cage. 

Man in Tailcoat: It’s a shame we only caught the woman, but it so happens that I’ve been considering expanding our business into human trafficking. 

Man in Tailcoat: She looks rather healthy too. She's sure to fetch a high price.

Kate: Wha— 

Man in Tailcoat: I don’t know who you people are, but since you’ve trespassed into my territory, I won't let you leave so easily. 

Behind the man in a tailcoat, the armed men closed in with their weapons ready. 

Man in Tailcoat: Give up on the woman and I’ll let you leave unharmed. 

Man in Tailcoat: After all, women sell for higher prices than men.

Man in Tailcoat: A fair deal for both of us, don’t you agree? 

When he heard those words, Victor scoffed— 

Victor: Give up on her? I could never do something so foolish.

Victor lifted his head with his fists clenched.

Victor: Because I swore to never let her leave again. 

Kate: Victor… 

Man in Tailcoat: … What a pity. 

In an instant, the group of men lunged at Victor all at once.

Kate: Victor! 

Victor: I’ll be okay, don’t worry.

He glanced in my direction and gave me a soft smile.

Victor: I may not look like it, but I’m strong. 

With that, he sent the first attacker flying straight into the wall of the warehouse. 

Kate: Oh.

I was left speechless for a moment. 

The other men stared at their fallen comrade in shock as he slid down the wall, unconscious. 

Victor: See? I told you so. 

Victor wore a provocative grin.

Man with Sword: You—! 

He swiftly grabbed the wrist of the man holding a sword, spun him around, and disarmed him in a single motion. 

Victor: Capturing my lover is a grave sin. 

With highly skilled precision, Victor wielded his sword, cutting the attackers down one by one.

However, his blade never landed a single fatal blow. He only severed the tendons in their arms and legs, rendering them unable to fight. 

(He’s not killing them, but instead taking their freedom and leaving them powerless.) 

While dodging the oncoming attacks, Victor swung his sword only at their tendons. 

His movements were so fluid and graceful, it was almost like he were dancing. 

(Incredible…) 

It was my first time seeing Victor fight with a weapon  . 

I was so mesmerised that, for a moment, I completely forgot the situation we were in. 

Man in Tailcoat: S-stop, ahhhhh!

The last man standing, the man in the tailcoat, let out a blood curdling scream before falling unconscious after having his tendons severed. 

At almost the same time, Victor threw his sword aside and ran straight to me.

Victor: Kate, are you hurt? 

Kate: I’m fine, but you…

Victor: I’m alright. Don’t worry, I’ll get you out of here right away. 

Victor operated the mechanism to lift the cage off me. 

Before it even went all the way up, I ducked and threw myself into his arms. 

Kate: Thank you for saving me. 

The tight embrace hurt a little, but the warmth filled me to the brim with relief. 

I pressed my head against his chest, allowing myself to sink into the comfort of his presence. 

…

Under Victor's orders, the captured animals were given proper treatment and arrangements were made to have them returned to their natural habitats. 

As for the poachers who had been illegally capturing and selling them, they were to be interrogated and brought to justice eventually— 

Meanwhile, Victor stood behind me with his arms still wrapped around me and chin resting on my head. He let out a small sigh.

(He’s been acting like this ever since he saved me…) 

From the moment I hugged him when I escaped the cage until now, he didn’t let go of me even once. 

(He must’ve been worried sick.)

Feeling guilty for breaking my promise to stay safely hidden behind him, I turned around in his arms and hugged him back as tightly as I could. 

Victor: Kate?

Kate: … I’m sorry for breaking my promise. 

His arms, wrapped around me, twitched ever so slightly.

Kate: But the little robin is back home now.

I looked up at him and smiled.

Kate: Back in your arms. 

His eyes widened for a brief moment before his facial expression softened into an affectionate smile. 

Victor: This is where you belong, where you’ll come home to.

Smiling in satisfaction, he stole my lips in a kiss. 

Victor: Forever. 

Once more, he pulled me into a deep kiss and gently pushed me down onto the bed. 

It won’t be long before I witness him in battle again. 

[cosmowgyral]

So I just read the part from Victor's route where all the sins of the villains are mentioned and it seems like....

Major spoiler ahead

Victor's sin is enchantment...or something like that? Like people are so enthralled by him that they pledge his loyalty to him and they just die happily whenever he asks them to?

[judesmoonbeauty]

Ikémen Villains 2025 Vil Fest 280 Hearts ECB Story: Jude Jazza

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This is a stand alone story and has no bearing on the main election story.

On the way back from the port, Jude passes by a warehouse and stops when he spots someone inside.

Kate: Do you know them?

His gaze was fixed on a middle-aged man holding a cane, 

Jude: He's the president of a company that was in the red ‘n struggling ‘til a few months ago.

Jude: There was talk o’ the business shuttin’ down, but now it’s gotten so much better I can’t explain it.

Seems like he’s suspicious of the company’s president he had business dealings with……

Kate: What kind of deal is he doing?

We stick close to the door of the warehouse and watch what's going on inside.

The company president took a pocket watch from the trader, and inspected the watch’s details.

With a meaningful smile, he produced a contract.

Jude: ….Ha.

And then this company president smiled meaningfully -

Jude: What’re ya lot doin’ here?

He pushed the warehouse door open with his foot and went inside.

Kate: Wait, Jude?!

When I quickly try to stop him, the people in the warehouse drew their swords all at once.

President With A Cane: Who? Jude Jazza?

Jude walked coolly, not even minding the sword pointed at him.

President With A Cane: Ah!

He snatched the pocket watch from the president's hand.

Jude: Dale Watches…..That’s a good business deal.

(Dale is one of the leading luxury watch brands in the country.)

Dale watches are luxurious timepieces whose dials are individually hand-painted by craftsmen,

It’s said that the appeal of the same product is that it has slightly different designs.

President With A Cane: Oh, yeah that’s right. An acquaintance of mine just so happened to provide me the job to distribute them.

I felt something was off about the president's unsteady gaze,

Jude: Ah, sorry. I made a mistake.

Jude pointed to the logo on the back with a warped smile.

Jude: It’s a sham Dale’s watch.

Kate: What…..

Jude: The size o’ the logo, scratches on the joints, ‘n even the dial’s got printed paper pasted on it.

Jude: Ya made money by sellin’ counterfeit goods to idiots who didn't know if they were real, ‘n got outta financial trouble.

Jude: Fer an incompetent president, ya sure put a lotta thought into it.

The company president grew frightened and trembled, when he saw him throw the watch away.

President With A Cane: I’ll kill you, Jude Jazza!

With those words, the men who had been waiting suddenly attacked Jude.

Kate: Jude!

Jude: Tch.

He avoids the men attacking him with weapons, punching and kicking them away.

During the fierce battle unfolding before me,

I notice out of the corner of my eye, the president holding the cane trying to make a get away.

Kate: Hold it!

I grab his hand, but another man appears from behind and grabs my arm -

Kate: Ah!

Jude: Oi!

President With A Cane: What should I do to this woman?

The president who was trying to escape, seemed to feel cocky about having caught me, and brought a sword close to my neck.

Jude: Why’d ya get caught ya idiot.

(Idiot…..)

Kate: Is that anyway to talk to your girlfriend?

However, our president that looked at me with exasperation, then instigated me with a smile,

Jude: Yer not gonna ask me to help ya with somethin’ like that are ya?

(As if!)

Unable to contain my irritation at the sight of that face, I kicked the man who had captured me in the shin with all my strength.

President With A Cane: Damn!

Kate: Mnn!

The moment my restraint was released, the tip of the sword grazed my neck as I was thrown aside, and Jude’s eyes widened when he realized that.

Jude instantly grabbed my arm and pulled me towards him,

He grabbed the sword that had fallen from the crouching man's hand -

Jude: Ya know whose woman ya laid yer hands on, yeah?

President With A Cane: Hic- ARRGGGGGH!!

The red that splattered from the cut-down man reflected in the sunset.

President With A Cane: N-NO! This woman…..GAAAHHH!!!

With quiet anger he cuts off the arm of the sword-wielding president in one slash.

Although I was frightened by his icy expression, I also thought he was beautiful.

As I was admiring this unusual behavior, Jude pointed his sword at the president's face and spoke.

Jude: I’ll make sure ya never screw ‘round like that again.

With that, the battle inside the warehouse ended.

Afterwards, the men were taken away by Ellis, who had come to check out the situation.

On the way back in the carriage, Jude treated the wound on my neck -

Kate: Um, Jude.

Jude: …….

Kate: Geez! It’s only a scratch!

(Only a little skin peeled off!)

As I grabbed the hand that was bandaging me, I blurted out something I shouldn't have.

Kate: Most of the marks you make-

Jude: Hah?

(Ah-)

I quickly shut my mouth, but it was too late. Jude slowly smiles.

Jude: Just what was my princess thinkin’?

Kate: Nothing!

He stopped bandaging me, grabbed my chin and kissed me.

Jude: Why ya gettin’ hurt by anyone other than me?

Jude: I’m pissed as hell.

Kate: Mnn…Ju-

Unable to resist the kiss ravaging my mouth, I cling to him. 

Then Jude said with a serious expression.

Jude: There’s no next time, stupid Kate.

That expression of quiet anger is so lovely, that I want to see it again…..There’s no way I could say that.

—So, I give myself over to the drowning kiss.

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