#court of darkness Fenn

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[wistfulwanderingone]

"The Art of Compliments"

- All the Princes, Lou (Court of Darkness)

Fandom: Court of Darkness

Characters: All the princes, Lou, MC

Word Count: ~1000

Summary:

A forced exercise. A reluctant prince. A compliment no one saw coming.

When Lou demands everyone give compliments, Guy Avari resists—until he doesn’t.

In the S-Rank lounge, the chairs have been rearranged to form a circle with tea and a tray of snacks in the middle. Lou sits in one chair, smiling his usual bizarre and overly happy smile as he sips his tea. In the other seats around the circle are S-Rank princes and MC.

Lou: Thank you all for responding to my summons.

Lynt: *yawns*  I’d rather be sleeping.

Lou: Please stay awake, Master Akedia.

Roy kindly helps Lynt sit up tall in his chair, handing him a cup of tea to help keep him awake. 

Lou: I felt that it was important to try a little exercise that MC told me about from her experiences on earth.

Fenn: *leans in close to MC* Ooh, Treasure, I would love to hear about all your experiences.

MC: Not that kind of experience, Fenn.

Fenn: Aw, that is unfortunate for you. *grins and wraps an arm around MC pulling her close*  Would you like me to help you gain said experiences?

MC: *pushes him away* No thank you!

Toa: *folds his arms irritatedly* Enough of this idle, inappropriate chatter. *shoots Fenn a condescending look* Please continue with the exercise, Headmaster.

Lou: I would like us to take turns. On your turn, I would like you to go around the room and compliment each person. Master Roy, let's begin with you.

Roy: *Turns to Fenn, who is seated next to him.* Master Luxure, your charisma and ability to foster camaraderie amongst those around you is truly remarkable.

Fenn: I always knew held some deep feelings for me, Roy! Should we leave the room and meet in my chambers?

Roy ignores Fenn and continues with his pleasant, heartfelt compliments. Once he finishes everyone has a smile on their face, well almost everyone. 

In turn, each other person present gives their compliments. Toa even managed to compliment Guy, who held his tongue and did not mock him for it. Smiles or relaxed expressions abound. Jasper enters presenting Guy with a fresh cup of red coffee.

Lou turns to Guy who is stoic as usual and drinking the coffee Jasper has just presented to him.

Lou: Master Guy, it is your turn.

Guy: *scowling* Tch.

Jasper: *chuckling* Perhaps my master’s silence is the most powerful compliment of all.

Guy: *scowls harder*

MC: *peers up at Guy from her place beside him and whispers* Are you nervous?

Guy stares at her and raises a sharp eyebrow.

Lou: No one will leave this room until everyone has performed the requested exercise. *smiles* Perhaps you would like to practice on Jasper.

Guy: *heaves a sigh before he takes a slow sip of his coffee*

MC: *whispering* If you never say anything we will be stuck here forever.

Guy: ...your coffee does not insult my tongue.

Jasper smiles as if he’s never heard anything more lovely while everyone else stares, fake smiles frozen on their face.

Jasper: What a lovely sentiment. I fear I might start blushing.

Lou: Ah, Master Avari, your unique ability to find eloquence even in the simplicity of a coffee critique is truly unparalleled. And you thought this would be hard. Please, proceed down the line now that you have proven your capabilities. Begin with myself, if you would.

Guy: *sips his coffee slowly, while all eyes are on him* This exercise truly showcases your unwavering dedication to time-wasting pursuits.

A few mouths drop open. But Lou seems as thrilled and happy as ever.

Lou: See, Master Avari, it isn’t so hard after all. Please continue around the circle.

Guy: Lynt, your napping ability is...an inspiration to those who dream of doing absolutely nothing.

As if on cue, Lynt snores from amidst his current nap.

Guy: Your talent for maintaining friendships is...commendable, considering the varied personalities you have to endure.

The room is so silent you can actually hear a pin drop. Guy actually complimented someone!

Fenn: Ha! Do me next. *he shoots Guy a flirty look*

Guy: *cringes ever-so subtly* Your lack of venereal diseases despite your endless dalliances is astounding.

Fenn: *practically beaming* Why, Guy, I'm positively flattered! To think, my reputation precedes me even in the realm of health! My escapades are as meticulously planned as they are, ahem, fulfilling.

Lou: Continue Master Avari. Next, I believe is Master Qelsum and then Miss MC.

Guy: *heaves a sigh as he places his coffee down* You’re not dead.

Lou: That’s a fact, Master Avari. 

Guy: Allowing him to stay in my presence and not die by my hand is the most remarkable compliment I’ll ever give him.

Roy: *smiles courteously* Indeed, his assessment is not entirely without merit. Proceed with your compliment for Miss MC.

Guy turns to MC and takes her hands in his, gazing into her ruby-red eyes.

Guy: In life's grand gallery, your kindness and beauty stand as a masterpiece, each stroke of virtue and grace painting a portrait of unparalleled splendor. And in the enchanting aura of your presence, even the humblest moments transcend the mundane, into a sublime work of art, woven with the threads of your captivating presence.

After Guy's unexpected compliment, he gently pulls MC to her feet. The room falls into a stunned silence as Guy leads MC out, their departure leaving the others in a state of shock. Lou, Toa, Roy, and Fenn exchange incredulous glances.

Lou: *breaks the silence with a bemused chuckle* "Well, well."

Toa: *raises an eyebrow, his stoic facade momentarily faltering* I never thought I'd see the day when Guy Avari complimented anyone."

Fenn: *uncharacteristically shocked* And who knew he had the ability to wax poetic?

Roy: *nods in agreement, a faint smile tugging at the corners of his lips* Indeed. It seems our esteemed colleague has hidden depths.

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[hyeong-lily]

Fenn is totally gay for Knight

[leander-simp]

How the princes plus Lance, Lou, and Dia are in bed.

Guy

Most definitely silently moans and grunts while degrading you every here and there.

Prefers to be intimate in the missionary and lotus position.

He would probably be intimate almost anywhere if you are able to convince him to do so.

Last for about 3 rounds maximum.

Fenn

How loud his moans are tend to vary on the location, per say either of your bed chambers. He will most likely let out moans loud enough for the entire academy to hear.

Loves to be intimate at any chance given despite the location.

Loves the missionary and cowgirl position but still does the other positions.

5 rounds maximum.

Toa

Praises you most of the time during your intimate session while letting out moans here and there.

Prefers to be intimate in the bedchambers so that no one can see how good he makes you and how intimate he can be.

Missionary position most of the time or cow girl if he is too tired.

2 rounds at best.

Roy

He is a praise machine.

Prefers locations that are private whether it be that bath tub or the S-rank dining hall during lectures.

Cow girl and doggy style positions are his favorite of them all.

About 4 rounds.

Lynnt

Silent moans and whimpers.

Either of your bedchambers, bathrooms or somewhere that he can lay down and sleep afterwards

Cow girl or reverse cowgirl position.

1 or 2 rounds depending on his drive during that day.

Rio

Praises, moans and whimpers the whole time.

His bedchambers or the dining hall.

All positions.

6 rounds maximum.

Aquia(? Aquawei? He is Guy's younger brother.)

Whimpers and cries. (He is crying due to sensitivity as he is sensitive.)

Always in his or your bedchambers.

Cow girl position.

2 rounds maximum.

Lance

Grunts.

Doesn't care about the location, just as long as he gets to be intimate with you.

Doggy style position.

3 rounds.

Dia

Volume of his moans vary on the location.

Missionary, lotus and 69 positions.

Mostly his bedchambers or in the forest.

4 rounds.

Lou

Moans, grunt, whimpers, cries (sometimes) all of it.

Doesn't care at all.

He's the headmaster, what are the students going to do if you both are being intimate in the garden? Or the library?

Due to his high magic capacity. He can go for more than 5 rounds. 7 rounds maximum.

[breykurenei]

Poor boy probably got torn to shreds 😭

[iamunique]

On the topic of Eva... (Spoilers for Fenn's route)

LISTEN He was the first consort path I played and I don't really remember all of it but it doesn't sit right to me when people forget about what she did

[atomsminecraft]

Ok have fun with this imagine

[volerigold]

Fenn is just so sweet

[onedayimgonnasnap]

This is enough of Fenn’s route today. Time for a TikTok break. I wanna say something but I can’t I’m to flabbergasted.-

Mom come pick me up I’m scared

[norel-ravenclaw]

First in your army! Fenn Luxure from Court of Darkness

Reblog this with your favourite long-haired otome boy

I'm on a mission to recruit an army

[darlingzelda]

[norel-ravenclaw]

Court of Darkness / Makai Nightmare

- Aesthetics 2/4 -

Crown Prince Toa of Quelsum

Knight Taylor Bantock of Quelsum

Dewi Bantock of Quelsum

Princess Idina of Quelsum

King Gilbert of Quelsum

Crown Prince Fenn of Luxure

Violet Muller of Luxure

King Louis-Ernest of Luxure

Prince Kieran of Luxure

[chirp-a-chirp]

How Tidy Would the Closets of Court of Darkness Princes Be?*

*If their valets didn’t clean them regularly . Also, what’s hiding in there?

Guy

Very efficient. Lots of hidden storage space. Hidden areas can only be opened with a specialized key—a key that looks like a bookmark to the untrained eye. The key is one that also unlocks Guy’s private villa within the Avari palace.

Hidden areas contain random items collected by his dragon Ertl. Also a number of jewels favored by his mom when she was alive. Even Jasper is unaware of some of these items.

A set of military strategy and star constellation books are lined on a shelf in the back.

Toa

Not a speck of dust to be found

Clothes organized by degrees of formality and shades of blue

Growing up, Toa was used to his closet and room bring randomly inspected for perceived defects—things not in order, too many frivolous items in abundance (no Idina, a book about weasels isn’t a sign of weakness…). As such, he instinctively keeps his closet meticulously clean.

In a corner of the closet is a stash of chocolate. The stash is depleted if he gets in a contentious argument with Guy or if he’s flooded with letters from his father.

Lynt

The entirety of the closet is filled with blankets and pillows. They litter the floor, spill over shelves.

More than once, Lynt has made a nest within his closet, cocooning himself in soft comforting warmth.

And definitely more than once, Tino has searched in a panic for his erstwhile Master, only to hear a light chittering. He opens the closet to find Lynt in a curled position holding his squirrel familiar Phee against his chest.

Ok, there’s more than just blankets and pillows in the closet. There’s also a scattering of wild berries and nuts for Phee to munch on.

Fenn

A strong heady burst of lavender and lilac hits the nostrils when one opens Fenn’s closet. And maybe smoke or alcohol if he spent the evening in town.

Clothes of all varieties are on the closet floor in piles and strung about haphazardly on hooks. Includes clothes from previous romantic encounters. Also includes a few items from Violet (her closet is also overflowing and he offered her some space).

Despite the sheer volume of outfits, Fenn has the remarkable ability to reach into the endless piles of cloth and instantly find the exact article of clothing he wants.

Roy

Crisp white royal suits are arranged in an elegant row on golden hangers. The suits are perfectly lined up, not a crease to be found. They look almost like armor—or like royal straight jackets.

But push the suits aside and there’s a cream and gold armoire. Faded pink and yellow roses are painted on the sides—a memento of Sherry and Roy’s childhood days. The armoire contains various knickknacks—pegasus figurines; fairytales his parent read to him and Sherry growing up; a book of pressed dried flowers from his adventures in Invidia as a boy.

When feeling stressed, Roy pushes the white suits aside and opens the armoire, to give himself a moment to feel like a person again.

Rio

If Saligia has the equivalent of a mini-fridge, it’s in Rio���s closet. Several of them.

Rio’s closet is basically a pantry full of food stuffs, seeds for his garden, pots and shovels. A few plants that thrive on shade are there too that he’s trying to nurse back to health. Multiple swords are there for when he’s in a sparring mood.

Like Fenn, there are piles of clothes throughout the closet. Unlike Fenn, Rio cannot find items quickly. Has been nearly late to class more than once due to not finding a shirt (half the time, the shirt was found balled up in a large flower pot). That said, he does find food items instantly with a giant sniff of his nose.

Lance

His closet is nearly bare. Spartan. Only key essential pieces are there, flung about.

There’s a small mahogany cabinet with scratches on it that contains absinthe and other liquor. A couple of empty bottles on the ground.

On top of the cabinet are a few gnawed tree branches from his wolf companion Grushia on his patrols in the forest. Grushia was so proud of his find that Lance took it back to his room.

Inside the cabinet are several drawings of Lance and a small white-haired boy from Christop. Unlike Lance’s clothes, these drawings are carefully protected in an old cigar box from Professor Hawke with magical locks.

[chirp-a-chirp]

OMG Toa’s snark remark is perfection.

Also perfection, Fenn’s comment of I’m not an honest man, but I do mean to help you

FennXOC fic

I know ya’ll are so sick of me with these characters BUT this time it kind of…sort of…follows the premise of the main story. And I was thirsting over Fenn today so here it comes. His paramours name is (will be) Artemis. Her foster parents used to call her “Emi” for short. 

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(Backstory)

Fenn was summoned by the headmaster in the afternoon, after many letters from home regarding the mysterious circumstance of what appeared to be a Luxurean woman causing quite an uproar. They wouldn’t discuss why she was wanted, but that she must be captured before the other Kingdoms were to have her in their grasps.

The other S Ranks had already arrived when he got to the office, looking perplexed and disconcerted.

“Oh my,” he said, clicking his tongue. “Why all the long faces?”

Lou peered out at them all with the same unreadable expression. “It seems there has been an anomaly. If you would join us, Master Fenn.”

“An anomaly?” Fenn said, coming to stand in the middle of the room. Lou nodded.

“You’ve all been sent letters regarding a woman of Luxurean appearance causing chaos among the realm,” he said. “If she falls into the hands of any one of the Kingdoms this could mean war. Fortunately for all of us, she has made her way to the Isle of Colde.”

The princes exchanged glances. And then the questions arose.

“Who is this woman?” Guy demanded.

“Why do the Kingdoms desire her in captivity so?” Lynt asked.

Lou raised his hands to settle them and looked severe.

“I will say this: her sudden appearance is a sign of cataclysm. If she were to fall into the wrong hands,” Lou trailed off. “That she remain here is essential but a word of warning: she is powerful. So much so that’s she’s managed to escape all kingdoms guard alive and kill scores of men in the process. Do approach her carefully if you are to find her.”

“She appears Luxurean, you say,” Fenn smirked. “Well, how shall we know from the scores on this island which one is her?”

“You’ll be interested in knowing, Master Fenn,” Nix spoke up from the side of Lou’s desk. “That she is an uncanny beauty. Hair raven black, and eyes that appear like gemstones.”

“Is she indeed?” Fenn purred. “Well, I will bid her most welcome.”

“The entirety of Saligia is in danger, and he’s once again thinking with what’s between his legs,” Toa sighed.

“You cannot mean to tell me you all aren’t curious,” Fenn pouted.

The room went silent, and he chuckled, satisfied.

“Well,” he said. “This will be interesting.”

In the evening, Fenn went on his usual stroll through the town, stopping by the tavern for a drink, or 3. He sat himself at the bar itself, next to someone hooded, their head bent low. In his cups, he patted them on the back cheerfully, and felt their small frame startle.

“Are you having a time, my friend? Let me buy you a drink for your troubles,” he said.

The person shrunk lower and stepped sideways, away from him.

“Keep your coin and drink,” a woman’s voice said.

This caught Fenn’s attention and he swaggered closer, leaning on the bar to get a glimpse of her face.

“My apologies,” he said. “I wasn’t aware that it was a beautiful lady before me. My name is Fenn. Prince of Luxure, but that’s mere details. You are…?”

“Leaving,” she said and swerved around him.

Unable to resist, Fenn reached out to take hold of her arm, but caught the back of her hood instead.

“Come now, no need to be shy—” he said, but was cut short.

Wide lilac eyes glowered at him, as her hood fell back and long cascaded of shining black hair was revealed. He understood then what the headmasters familiar had meant by uncanny. There was no explanation for the color of her eyes except that she was Luxurean, but they were unlike any other he’d ever seen. She turned, throwing her hood back over her head angrily, and bolted through the doors before anyone else had noticed.

Fenn stood still for a moment before launching after her, down the cobblestone streets.

“You wouldn’t perhaps be the woman causing so much fuss within the kingdoms, by chance?” He called to her, from arms lengths. “You’ve been the source of much fuss and longing, naughty girl.”

She whirled at him. “Do you have a death wish, prince? If you keep on this way, you might just get it.”

“Dear me, I was only trying to make conversation, no need to—” he stopped and noticed a dark, wet spot spreading on the front of her cloak. She was injured, pressing cloth soaked through with blood to the wound.

“Fuck off,” she spat, and turned again on her heel. This time Fenn placed himself in front of her, blocking her way.

“That looks deep,” he said frowning. “We ought to get you to the healer, as fast as possible—”

The woman lunged at him, blade in hand, and Fenn side stepped in time to watch her pitch forward on to her knees.

“While I respect your indomitable enthusiasm,” he said. “If the two of us have holes in us, your chance of survival lowers, I’m afraid.”

“I don’t need your insufferable chatter, nor your help. I know you’ll hand me off to your King father for redemption, and I’d rather bleed out on the dirty street than be part in it—” she hissed, until she was out of breath, and failing miserably to stand on her own two feet.

Fenn blinked in surprise. It was common knowledge he was unfavored as heir. However, it was quite clever of her to know her enemy, even if it wasn’t him at the moment.

“Father and I aren’t much on speaking terms, and we hate sharing women. It becomes complicated, you understand,” he said, and scooped her up in his arms. She writhed and tried to lunge her blade again, which he stopped with magic. “I must implore you to stop trying to stab me, treasure. I’m not an honest man, but I do mean to help you.”

She was on the verge of passing out, fighting to keep her head upright, off his chest. “I…will kill you…” she huffed.

“Yes, and you’re welcome to try again after we’ve seen to your wounds,” he said. “But for now, sleep.”

Her head slumped against him, and he sighed.  Not the most ideal use of his ancient magic, but for now, it would do to keep her sedated while they figured out what they were to do next.

Fenn noted her lashes casting a shadow on her cheeks as she slept. Like this she looked like any ordinary woman. Well not ordinary, because she was remarkably beautiful, in the way flames engulfing a building was beautiful. But so peaceful and delicate, it was hard to imagine her as the harbinger of death everyone was going on about.

“Interesting, indeed,” he said, and sauntered back toward the academy with her in tow.

[ithseem]

Little thing I made for Court of Darkness 4th anniversary

[tokistrx]

This was made by a friend of mine for me for a ship I really like!