#celiciaa

[xbalayage]

this whole time, my deadass eyes misread ayn’s height as 170 cm when he’s actually 179 cm AKDNSK 😭

Yeah, he's 5'8" he's the shortest of the guys. 😭 But he's still hot idc idc idc.

Lars is 6'1"

Alkaid is 5'10"

Clarence is 5'11"

And Cael is 5'11".

I love these kings. ❤️❤️❤️

[drachonia]

Lumilumilumi how are you, friendo?

[nightghoul381]

o-tanjoubi omedetou !

oh wait—

i mean, happy birthday ! ! ! 🎉🎉🎊

AAAHHHH!!!! Thank you!!!! You are so sweet 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

[aquagirl1978]

I'm posting this here because I'm getting a few messages about it.

So far, Chevalier is the only one with an art book - it was the merch prize for him winning last year's JP election. There are copies listed on JP Mercari, if anyone wanted to buy one. It would be very nice if they made one for the series with all suitors in it (hint, hint).

The book is mostly photos of his cgs - all from his main and sequel route, and most of his gacha cards. There was the two pages of his outfits I posted earlier, and a 3 page story about his daily routine at the end.

@keithsandwich @celiciaa

[kurishiri]

04 . . . main story

— the first three chapters are translated already by @.celiciaa; you can view them here.

— this translation may not be 100% accurate or may contain creative liberties. if you enjoy, please consider reblogging, but don’t repost or claim these as your own!

— cw: mentioned character death.

Alfons: Though using my ability to temporarily deceive an innocent young girl does have its charm...

A: Perhaps you may find some blue poppies in Elbie’s room?

Kate: Eh?

Alfons: Though I may be mistaken, I seem to recall there being a pressed flower in a frame before.

A: It may do you well to search around that junk of a room tomorrow sometime?

At Alfons’ suggestion, Lord Elbert raised a hand to his chin as if deep in thought.

Elbert: ...If Al says so, there may be one in my room.

Kate: Really...!?

Elbert: Shall we look for it there?

Kate: Yes, please...!

(If we can give her an actual blue poppy, I’m sure Daisy will be delighted.)

If there was a chance it could be found, there was no reason not to try.

Alfons: To think the day would come when you pay attention to the things you toss and leave into your room... I truly don’t understand you, Lord Elbert.

(Lord Elbert’s room...)

—— Flashback ——

Alfons: Things that don’t suit Elbert’s taste end up being left there to collect dust, making something of a mess in his room.

A: So I end up selling them on my own accord.

Kate: I-is it really okay to do it on your own accord?

Elbert: ...I don’t mind.

E: Because, I don’t have any interest in something that... is not beautiful.

—— End flashback ——

(So it’s a room full of things that are ‘not beautiful’?)

(...Just what kind of room is that?)

Alfons: Hehe, by all means, please search around very thoroughly together.

Elbert: You’re not helping, Al?

Alfons: Why, of course not! You knew from the start, no?

A: That I detest doing physical labor like that.

The next day.

Elbert: Here... come in.

Kate: Yes, pardon... me...

Upon stepping foot into Lord Elbert’s room, my mind went blank for a while.

(So the ‘having no interest’ part was true...)

Pretty butterfly specimens, beautiful stuffed birds, oil paintings and ceramics, jewelries...

There were luxury goods that seemed dazzling to me as well; it wouldn’t be strange if they were displayed in art museums.

It was a strange scene indeed, seeing the clutter.

(There are so many things in his room... but, it seems a little lonely.)

In this room cluttered with things left around and about, a sense of emptiness hung in the air.

Elbert: Well then... shall we search?

Kate: Do you have some idea where it could be, possibly?

Elbert: ...Actually.

Kate: Actually...?

Elbert: I have never searched around this room before, so... I don’t know where anything is here.

Kate: This is your own room though...?

Elbert: It seems searching for it... will take quite a bit of time.

(...Even putting that aside, I have a lot of questions.)

(But right now, we should focus on finding the blue poppy.)

Kate: It’s alright. I’m sure if we work together to find it, we’ll find it much faster than if one of us were doing the job.

Elbert: ... [surprised]

Kate: Let’s do our best!

Elbert: Yes... let’s.

The things around the room were placed such that it was hard for people to move around, so I stayed cautious so as to not bump into anything as I began searching.

Kate: Ah, could this be it?

When I peeked through the gap of the hood which covered a picture frame on the floor, I saw something vibrant blue.

Elbert: What... was that again...?

Kate: I’ll look inside.

When I lifted the slightly heavy frame and removed the hood, beneath it was a beautiful oil painting.

Kate: It’s not a poppy or a pressed flower... but it’s a very pretty scenic painting.

Elbert: If I remember... it was from some exhibition. Everyone was praising it, so I wanted it.

E: They said they weren’t selling it, but I ended up getting it, with some coaxing.

Kate: It seems if they were going to give you an item that wasn’t for sale, they would ask for a hefty price in return...

Elbert: It was around the price of one townhouse, I think.

Kate: Huh!?

At that moment, my hands went stiff, causing the item in my hands to almost fall, so I supported them in a panic.

Elbert: ...Are you alright?

Kate: Sorry about that! I didn’t drop this, so I think it’s alright.

Elbert: Not what you’re holding... I’m talking about you.

(Eh...)

Lord Elbert took the painting from my hands, and set it down somewhere around him with little care for it.

Elbert: Are you hurt...?

Kate: ...No, I’m, I’m fine.

(I’m happy that he’s worried about me...)

But I couldn’t help but look at that oil painting, which was put on the floor.

(He went through so much and paid a high price to obtain this painting, but he already has no interest in it.)

(Because it ‘wasn’t beautiful’...)

Kate: Lord Elbert, is there anything in this room you hold dear...?

Elbert: ...Something I hold dear?

Kate: It’s just, I was thinking if there was anything you don’t want me to touch here, I would like to know.

Elbert: Well...

Elbert’s eyes wandered around the room in a daze.

When his deep, ocean blue eyes turned to me at last, Lord Elbert’s lips formed a smile.

Elbert: I... don’t really have such things, I think.

(None...)

I feel like I understand why I felt that sense of emptiness.

(This is a room where there is nothing its own master holds dear.)

It was Lord Elbert’s room, but there was nothing here for him.

(Then, these beautiful things overflowing in this room—)

(Who are they for... and what purpose do they serve?)

Elbert: Kate?

Kate: ! ...Sorry, I spaced out a little.

Elbert: ...I don’t mind if anything gets broken, but please take care not to get hurt.

With those words, Lord Elbert started to search another area of the room.

(Right now, I just need to focus on finding the blue poppy!)

Redirecting my focus, I placed both hands on my knees and crawled through a crevice.

(...!?)

All of a sudden, my eyes met with hollow black ones, causing my heart to skip a beat.

(Ah, it’s a stuffed bird. It’s pretty, but also a little scary.)

There was not a single moving thing in Lord Elbert’s room.

The needle on a watch didn’t move, maintaining a beautiful form, and all living things were either stuffed or made into specimens.

(Come to think of it... where did the cat that he picked up while we were shopping together go...?)

Because I was leaning back while thinking about this—

Kate: Waaah...!?

Elbert: Hm...?

My butt ended up bumping into Lord Elbert, who had also been crouching down right next to me.

Kate: S-sorry... ow—!

The moment I pulled away from him, this time my elbow bumped into the shelf.

(Aahh... just how foolish can I get...)

Elbert: ...Are you alright?

Kate: Yes, I’m alright. Sorry about that, I’ve been doing nothing but causing worry for you.

Elbert: The room is a mess, so don’t worry about... it...?

At that moment, something came falling from the top of the shelf and landed on top of Lord Elbert’s head.

Elbert: What was that just now?

Kate: I wonder what...

When we looked down at our feet, there was a white bunny stuffed animal.

(It’s cute...)

Kate: I didn’t know you had something so cute here.

Elbert: Ah... I believe I bought it because the store owner said it was the most beautiful.

(This stuffed animal’s ribbon is tied in a granny knot.)

In a room so full of beautiful things, my eyes felt strangely drawn to the way the ribbon was tied a bit crookedly.

Kate: I should put it back. Where did it drop from...

I stood up, looking toward the general direction from which the stuffed animal fell. Just then—

(Ah!!)

Kate: Lord Elbert, could that be...!?

As if hiding in a work of art on top of the shelf, inside the frame on the wall was a blue petal of a poppy, pressed in a beautiful shape, having fully blossomed.

Elbert: ...There really is a blue poppy here...

E: Al might know my own room better than myself...

Kate: It is the real thing, right...?

Shoulder to shoulder, we stared at the flower in the frame before turning to each other at around the same time.

Kate: Can we bring this to Daisy?

Elbert: Of course... we still have time after this, so let’s go together.

Kate: Alright...!

(I wonder if Daisy will be happy.)

(Even when we’re not visiting her, she can look at this...)

(and, even if it’s just a little bit, I hope there will be more times she can smile.)

When I thought of Daisy’s smile, still holding its innocence, my chest blooms with anticipation.

Elbert: ...That’s the first time I’ve seen you smiling so happily.

Kate: Eh...?

When I lifted my head in response to his sudden words, I saw his deep ocean-like eyes fixed on me.

(Lord Elbert...?)

Elbert: ...Show me more of it.

With fingers as pretty as that of a sculpture’s, he gently touched my cheeks.

Kate: ...Hn.

He has a good looking face, so when he approached me, my breath caught in my throat.

There was a dark, hazy look in his gaze — similar to the one he had the night we first met Daisy and what I felt in the garden, and it unsettled me.

Elbert: ...

(What... should I do?)

(I... can’t look away.)

At that moment, a soft knock could be heard.

Kate: Y-yes!?

I blurted out without thinking.

Following a brief pause, Alfons poked his head through the door.

Alfons: ...Oh my, I do apologize. Have I interrupted something?

A: Please feel free to think of me as a slightly big door stopper and continue what you were doing, by all means.

Kate: I-it’s not what you think! I’ll get ready to go out.

As if running from Lord Elbert’s gaze, I left the room.

Elbert: ...

Alfons: You don’t have to glare at me like that. I assure you it was not on purpose.

(What was that just now?)

(Saying things like ‘show me your smiling face more’...)

It was almost like Lord Elbert was trying to make advances on me, but it didn’t look like that was his intention.

(It was more like he was trying to confirm something...)

When I remembered the way he looked at me, I felt that unsettling feeling in my chest once more, and I shook my head.

Kate: Right now, I have to hurry so we can go and give this to Daisy.

Setting aside that unsettling feeling, I ran down the hallway to my own room.

And then when the sun passed its highest point, Lord Elbert and I walked down the hallway of the infirmary.

Elbert: I wonder if she’s up. ...Lately, her condition hasn’t been looking good.

Kate: True... if she’s sleeping, we can wait a little bit.

While we conversed in low voices, I walked toward the room, feeling very excited, but—

Daisy’s voice: Hu... hic...

(Hm? That’s Daisy’s voice...)

(Is she crying?)

Elbert: ...

Perhaps she was speaking with someone, but Daisy’s tear-strained voice could be heard from the other side of the door.

(I know I shouldn’t eavesdrop.)

My reflexes tell me so, yet I end up pushing my ear against the door to listen.

Daisy’s voice: I... ended up doing something bad. I said... I wanted something... that is impossible to get.

D: Because... those people, were so kind...

D: They want me to keep living...

D: And it’s painful.

Kate: ...

My chest ached as though my heart were being squeezed.

Daisy’s voice: That’s why, I wanted to make them suffer, a little bit.

D: After all, you can’t forget the sad things. That’s why, if they don’t find the blue poppies...

D: Those two will... remember me forever, right...?

The shock hit me like being punched in the face.

We had wanted to cheer her up. That’s why we continued visiting her.

(By staying with her, maybe a little bit of that sadness and loneliness would lighten up.)

(But Daisy might have been struggling this entire time.)

Yet, we never realized that we had been hurting her.

Elbert: ...

Beside me, Elbert stared quietly at the door, not uttering a word.

(If we see her now, will Daisy end up suffering?)

(But... if we just stop visiting her without saying anything, that would surely make her more sad.)

(...Then, what about the blue poppy?)

We went through a lot to find it, but if we give this to her, she might end up feeling more sad.

Kate: ...I’m sorry, Lord Elbert.

K: Let’s... pretend we didn’t find it.

Elbert: ...Alright.

E: ...I agree.

When Daisy’s crying had calmed—

The one who had been listening to Daisy, who appeared to be one of the nurses, left, and we waited a while after that before we visited her.

We hid the frame with the blue poppy outside.

Kate: We’re so sorry! We couldn’t find the blue poppy.

Daisy: ...Aah, what a disappointment.

So that our lie wouldn’t be exposed, I apologized in an exaggerated manner, and as if to hide her red eyes, she scrunched up her face.

Kate: We promise we’ll find it tomorrow, for sure.

Daisy: Hehe. Are you sure you’ll be able to, before I die?

Seeing Daisy smile, I returned her gesture.

Elbert: ...

Lord Elbert simply stayed silent, looking after us.

The next day, we learned that there had been a sudden change in Daisy’s condition, and that she had drew her final breath.

The evening rays that signaled the end of today dyed the castle’s hallways red.

Feeling like there was a hole in my chest, I looked outside the window.

That was when I heard the sound of a single, relaxed footstep.

Elbert: There you are...

Kate: ...Lord Elbert.

Elbert: ...

As if sharing each other’s pain, a gentle silence fell.

That was how I knew Lord Elbert, too, had heard the news of Daisy’s passing.

Elbert: ...Kate.

E: Could you... lend me some of your time tonight?

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[tulipsaisle]

Introducing My OC: Shiloh Hayes of Ikemen Prince

Please to meet our girl:

Shiloh Hayes

Rhodolite's Sassy Little Flower

"I'll be honest with you, that one prince acts like a fox in heat when he sees a woman."

A young countryside maiden who moved to the capital so she could start her florist bookkeeper dream. She's always keen to learn about the world, especially about her own country and its prosperity over the years despite the struggles. Her beauty's like a flower yes, but she's a flower with thorns - she may look innocent and ditzy, but don't let that fool you for she has the quickest, sharpest comeback that'll probably put you in a coffin.

Others: She grew up in a faraway village with her mom who owns a big flower garden and a small barn. She moved to live in the capital not long after The Bloodstained Rose Day. Shiloh has many personalities with the princes - specifically Nokto. She acts like she hates him but she enjoys his company (although she won't admit it)

Birthday: 26th May Height: 162cm Occupation: florist and bookkeeper Hobbies: Reading, planting flowers, cooking, browsing for clothes Favorite Food: Fricasse Likes: flowers, books, pretty wardrobes, her mom (she loves her very much) Dislikes: rowdy men Personality: She's nice and friendly, usually keeps to herself, judges people in her head and outside her head, sassy and snarky, a tsundere, she's an adorable excited baby when talks about her hobbies (especially fashion), if being teased and she couldn't find a comeback she'll blush (HARD), she has alcohol tolerance (surprise surprise) but is crazy when drunk Pairing: Nokto Klein

Nokto's Love Rival: Jin, Clavis, Silvio and Kagari

Special Mentions: @chandeliermichel @judejazza @celiciaa @flimflam707 @oni-girx @rachoka @sako-mii @jksbdgrl @sh0jun

[oceannyyy]

commission for @ celiciaa

Thank you for your support 🖤🖤

[mello-bee]

AND THE CUTEST OC AWARD GOES TO... @celiciaa !!!

[dreamofjoys]

IKEMEN GILBERT JP SPOILERS

@celiciaa and @etheries1015 come claim your man

[altairring]

@celiciaa be like

[xbalayage]

Someone please stop me, someone left me off my leash 😭😭😭💀 @celiciaa

[nightghoul381]

its so cute how ellis and liam just go :0 when they are shocked

They’re both just so damn precious

Added per @celiciaa ‘s comment 🤣

[violettduchess]

🥥🍊 🥭🍇 🍉 c:

I'm so sorry I fell asleep before I could answer this!! @celiciaa you are sweet as can be 💜💜💜

[drachonia]

❝ 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭? 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐲? 𝐡𝐚𝐚…𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧, 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐮𝐩! ❞

𝐈 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐄 ⸻ You picked me like a flower, didn’t expect the thorns, you say that I’m too 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐝, didn’t know what you were in for, the second that you leave I’m tearing down your tapestries 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐟𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠.

contents include: references/inspiration from norse history and culture, i'm still learning, so please be kind & bear with me if things are not entirely accurate. ;w; headers © saradika outline © celiciaa

𝐼. ⸻ 𝐠𝐞����𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥.

name, noele herra

nickname, none yet

sex, female

orientation, heterosexual, demiromantic

birth date, december 24

zodiac sign, capricorn

place of birth, coasts of quartz, northwest of rhodolite

age, 24-25

occupation, knight

crest, husky

alignment, chaotic good

mbti, entp

𝐼𝐼. ⸻ 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞.

eyes, icy blue, like the shadow of a glacier over ice. her

hair, pale brown, taupe colored hair, typically tied halfway up off her neck. lots of volume and surprisingly soft despite her profession and upbringing.

built, muscular upper arms (greatsword training and proficiency) with toned torso that leads into wide hips and thighs. a cross between an hourglass figure and a pear figure.

she is fair skinned, a faint bit of tanning from her time in rhodolite but still comparably pale to those from more southern nations.

height, 5'4" - 162 cm

weight, 125 lbs

𝐼𝐼𝐼. ⸻ 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲.

father, erik

mother, marguerite herra

brothers, ander, cavan, aleksei (oldest triplet), klaus (youngest triplet), noah

sisters, sigrid, liv

𝐼𝑉. ⸻ 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬.

traits, autonomous, playful, attentive, protective, polite

passions, music, dance, swordfighting, light baking

fears, being unable to protect loved ones, failing at her job as a knight, losing her edge in swordfighting, being seen as unfit.

colors, mint green, lavender, warm chocolate, blush

aesthetics, fur lining & fabrics, leather laces, ice crystals, snow, pine trees, sparring, winter, morning dew, down feathers, pale blue silk, forest incense, fresh flowers

𝑉. ⸻ 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲.

around loved ones, warm and bright, like a fireplace or a candle, fiercely loyal and protective, well-mannered around friends, free-spirited, gentle, kind-hearted, thoughtful, sarcastic around strangers, aloof, unladylike, standoffish, hot-blooded

𝑉𝐼. ⸻ 𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬.

combat, noele has extensive combat experience and knowledge, tracking as far back as when she was a young teen.

dance, she's relatively skilled at dance and the grace from her combat training comes through in the ballroom as well

baking, though much more minor when compared to her combat skill, noele knows how to make rather delicious sweets, mostly small cakes and pastries and tarts.

horseback riding, she has a rather large shire-like horse, and is very adept at fighting on horseback. it is not, however, her preferred type of fighting, especially with her greatsword.

𝑉𝐼𝐼. ⸻ 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝.

hailing from the far north, in a country called quartz, noele is the fourth born child to both of her parents — a former earl father and a storyteller mother of rhodolite origin — into a set of triplets. raised alongside her brothers with combat training for well over a decade, she lived her life helping around her family estate until she was old enough to travel at the encouragement of her mother. deciding to go to her roots, she moved to rhodolite for a change of pace around the age of twenty alongside a couple of friends, still keeping contact with her family through acquaintances that travel between both her home country and rhodolite.

𝑉𝐼𝐼𝐼. ⸻ 𝐚𝐫𝐭.

reference, here. art, by aki. by goust. fics, 1 2 3

[aquagirl1978]

hi, aqua! i hope you have a wonderful day 🤍

hi @celiciaa! I'm about to plan a little guessing game on my tumblr blog, check it out if you want to play 😊 Hope you're having a great day too!

[kurishiri]

ELBERT GREETIA MAIN STORY. — ˗ˏˋ 🍎 ´ˎ˗

‼️ —— Elbert’s route contains themes of sexual assault, suicide or self-harm, and obsessive or possessive behavior, among others (listed in each chapter). if these make you uncomfy or triggered, I would suggest not reading his route or to read with caution; please take care of yourself!

this is a masterlist of fan translations for elbert’s main route. chapter translations that don’t have a handle next to them are done by me, and there may be inconsistencies if you use this masterlist due to multiple translators

likes, reblogs, and comments are always appreciated! but no pressure /gen

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chapter 1 [@.celiciaa]

chapter 2 [@.celiciaa]

chapter 3 (with letter) [@.celiciaa]

chapter 4

chapter 4 premium story

chapter 5

chapter 6

chapter 7

chapter 8

chapter 9

chapter 10

chapter 10 premium story

chapter 11 (with letter)

chapter 12

chapter 13

chapter 14

chapter 14 premium story

chapter 15

chapter 16 (with letter)

chapter 17

chapter 18

chapter 19

chapter 19 premium story

chapter 20

chapter 21 [@.aishangotome]

chapter 22 [@.aishangotome]

chapter 23 (without letter) [@.aishangotome]

chapter 24 [@.aishangotome]

chapter 24 premium story [@.aishangotome]

chapter 25 [@.aishangotome]

epilogue (without letter) [@.aishangotome]

chapter 21 [@.aishangotome]

chapter 22 [@.aishangotome]

chapter 23 (without letter) [@.aishangotome]

chapter 24 [@.aishangotome]

chapter 24 premium story [@.aishangotome]

chapter 25 [@.aishangotome]

epilogue (without letter) [@.aishangotome]

both ends complete epilogue (his pov) [@.aishangotome]

HIS SIDE:

chapter 6

chapter 8

chapter 13

chapter 15

chapter 18

chapter 21 (blind)

chapter 21 (mad)

chapter 25 (blind)

chapter 25 (mad)

want more of 🍎? check out my translation of their past records (feat. 🪞) here!