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ikemenlibrary · 1 year

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The Act (Ikemen Sengoku)

Pairing: Yukimura Sanada x MC (Mai) Summary: Mai seeks out Yukimura's help for something that she feels only he can help with - tricking Shingen.

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A note from the author: Not me returning from the dead after a year away LOL - anyways, this was written as a request from @/belovedstill's prompt list. Requests are still open if you would like to send something in for ikevamp, ikesen, or ikepri! Thank you @belovedstill for this lovely list and prompt, I loved every second of this!

“What do you mean, ‘Yukimura, I need you to pretend to be my fake lover to get Shingen to take a hint.’?” Yukimura and Mai were enjoying some late afternoon tea in his room, when Mai had proposed this idea to him rather nonchalantly. “Are you crazy? He can read me like an open book. He also knows I’d never date an ugly boar woman like you.”

Mai huffed, blowing air out of her hair, making her bangs fly up and lay askew on her forehead. “Don’t say it like that Yuki! Learn some tact, wouldya?”

“Oh shaddup Mai,” Yuki said, gesturing at her with his full teacup. “You know it’s true!”

“It isn’t true and I’m not a boar woman!” Mai argued, her brow furrowing in frustration. “I happen to be a very graceful woman. Like… like a swan!”

Yuki snorted into his teacup. “Yeah, that works.” He leaned in closer, glancing at her neck. “You do have an abnormally long and curvy neck.”

Mai’s cheeks flushed in embarrassment, the way they always do when she gets into a heated argument with Yukimura. He always found a way to get under her skin, and she usually finds herself wondering just why she chooses to spend so much time with him when he’s back in Kasaguyama. This time was no different.

“Yukimura, I’m serious! Shingen won’t leave me alone. He’s constantly calling me a princess, or a goddess, or his angel. I want him to stop!” Mai slammed down her teacup a little too hard, forcing the table to wobble more than Yukimura would’ve liked. “He’s all bark and no bite. Just smile nicely and move on.”

She looked at him with wide eyes, almost panicked - like a deer in headlights. “But he has tried to bite me! Quite recently, might I add.”

“He’s old, probably turning senile too.” Yuki responded, reaching for more hot water to warm his tea that had turned cold. “And shouldn’t we do everything we can to make sure grandpa’s are happy in their old ages?” There was a hint of sadness in Yuki’s eyes as he looked intently at the floor, and Mai dropped whatever retort she had as Shingen brazenly waltzed into Yukimura’s room, pausing only slightly when he noticed Mai sitting nonchalantly on his friend’s floor. “Well, well, well. What do we have here? Yuuuuki, you didn’t mention anything about having any female visitors this afternoon.”

Shingen’s shark-like, suave grin had Mai rolling her eyes, biting her lip so as not to snap back at Shingen. She was in Yukimura’s room, and they were good friends so she wouldn’t disrespect Yuki like that, as much as she wished she could. So, Yukimura’s response to Shingen had Mai, whipping her head up to stare wide eyed at her friend. “Please don’t disrespect Mai like that again, Shingen. The woman I love is more than just a female visitor, maybe you were mistaking me for you?”

Shingen faltered slightly, his grin slipping for a moment before returning. “The woman you love, eh?” He questioned, bringing his hand up to rub at his chin. “And don’t think I didn’t hear you insult me. I’m just in a particularly good mood today and will let it slide.” His gaze fixed on Mai now. “Mai, you didn’t tell me that you and Yuki had this… relationship. No wonder you never took me up on any of my nightly invitations.”

Before Mai could lose her courage, she shoved her hand into Yuki’s, gripping his calloused hand in her own sweaty one. “Yup! I couldn’t betray my Yukimura like that. Sorry Shingen, I should’ve been more honest. My sweetie pie is just very shy, as I’m sure you know well. Right Yuki?”

“Hey! I’m not your–” He cut himself off as Mai dug her nails harshly into her skin, shooting daggers at her before plastering the fakest smile on his face she had ever seen. “You’re right, boo bear. I was a bit embarrassed to admit my feelings for Mai to you, Shingen. That’s why I asked Mai to not mention anything. We’ve been meeting late at night every night, but today I couldn’t bear to wait any longer to see her, so I asked her to meet me for some afternoon tea.”

“I see,” Shingen nodded, eying their tightly clenched hands. “It seems as if I’ve interrupted something, so I’ll leave you two lovebirds to it. Yuki, you know where to find me if you need any tips or suggestions on how to keep a woman happy.” “Goodbye, Shingen.” Yukimura dismissed his elder, his eyes not once leaving Mai’s face as his grip on her hand loosened into a gentle hold.

“Goodbye, you two.” Shingen turned away, and as he exited the doorway, he called over his shoulder. “By the way, if you want anyone to actually believe you two are in love, you better start working on your acting.”

Shingen’s laughter could be heard from down the hall, and Yukimura hastily jerked his hand away from Mai’s rubbing it on his kimono. “Your hand was so sweaty! It was gross!”

Mai recoiled, shoving her finger in his face to point at him. “Yeah well, we wouldn’t have had to hold hands if you didn’t decide to pretend to be in a relationship with me!”

“You asked me to, woman!” Yukimura swiped Mai’s hand away from his face, capturing her hand in his once again, and clumsily interlocking them. “And this is how you hold hands! Not whatever you tried to do before!”

“Why are you always so critical of me?!” Mai asked moving to stand up and rip her hand out of Yukimura’s. He didn’t let go though, instead opting to use their linked hands to tug her back down, tumbling into his lap.

“Because you’re a boar woman, and someone’s gotta keep you in check.” Yukimura’s voice was deeper now, his lips brushing against the shell of her ear. “Plus, you seem to like it. Always asking to spend time with me.”

“I–” Mai faltered, turning to meet Yuki’s gaze, not realizing just how close he had gotten. “You’re just sometimes more tolerable than the rest, is all.” Yukimura squeezed her hand, and a surge of electricity shot through her body. “If I’m tolerable, you should reevaluate your taste in company. Sounds like we need to get you more air.” “Hey Yuki,” Mai muttered, their noses so close they were almost touching.

“Yeah?” He whispered back, his eyes searching her own for any sort of clue as to what she was gonna say next. “Shut up!” She exclaimed and shot up from his lap, escaping from his grip as giggles bubbled from her lips while he scrambled to chase after her, muttering under his breath that he was gonna get her when she least expected it.

On the other side of the wall, unbeknownst to Yukimura and Mai, Shingen and Sasuke stood shoulder to shoulder, exchanging knowing looks as they heard their two friends’ laughter ringing through the hallways of the otherwise quiet castle.

#ikemen sengoku yukimura #ikesen yukimura #yukimura sanada #ikesen yuki #yukimura x mc #yukimura sanada fanfic #yukimura sanada fanfiction #ikemen sengoku fanfiction #ikemen sengoku fanfic #ikesen fanfic #ikesen fanfiction #my writing

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skyblr-hunger-games · 1 year

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Here's the official roster! I think I got everyone, but if you don't see your OC please do contact me by the end of the day so I can add them!

Thanks to these wonderful blogs for sending in their OCs! Please go check them out!

Robin: @robinlmaoo Atalanta: @thecheshirerat Grandpa Blaze and Grandpa Whirl: @ikemen-grandpas Tsumora and Sun: @gaylight-prairie Pacifico and Huxley: @ennnnchhhhha Ladybug and Tower: @enigmafactor Lapin: @catofaurora Bailar: @lelanidas-main Sol and Birch: @eclipsefoxart Mei and Sora: @harpyco Seisou: @ghostu-starfall Lux and Wilhelm: @fuzzysoulyt Feri: @dusty-stone Cecania: @danelloevee-sky Falcon: @spectalfalcon Korro and Rui: @artistdove Oren and Onyx: @mothocean Veronica and Sinag: @allyaxolotl Shiri and Rani: @starrymariposa Nenita and Marabi: @pan-pixie (Marabi art by u/Appropriate-Pizza293) Nadir: @skykid-nadir

Koulakani: @the-vault-apprentice (Art by @/thestarbornpilgrim)

#skyblr #sky children of the light #sky OCs #sky cotl #hunger games simulator #unofficial skyblr hunger games simulator

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ga-yuu · 1 year

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Ikemen Genjiden Character Talk #12

"Noble Blood x Dangerous Temptation"

"The Cursed Emperor" Sutokuin/Akihito VA. Tetsuya Iwanaga

Name: Sutokuin/Akihito

Age: Who knows? He looks like he is in his late twenties but could probably be a grandpa based on the real timeline of the game.

Birthday: Jul 7th

Profession: Emperor

Affiliation: Imperial Court.

Hobbies: Waka poems, playing drums when Ibuki wants to dance, bullying Yoshino.

Likes: Yasuchika, Ibuki, Yoshino.

Dislike: His asshole dad (I guess, everyone hates Toba!)

Personality Traits: Kind-hearted, mischievous, cunning, intelligent, evil.

FACTS FROM ROUTES AND EVENTS:

Akihito is the love rival in Kagetoki's route and his scenes with Yoshino are ABSOLUTELY CUTE!!!! Also, this was also the point of time when Cybird also gave more spotlight to the 'love rivals' (Although, the routes before Kagetoki did have love rivals, they didn't get separate story previews or anything)

Apart from using Kotodama, Akihito can also use Ibuki's thunder abilities.

The only time Akihito's curse was actually lifted is in his main route.

Sometimes Akihito finds his beautiful elegant kimono a hindrance to his walking because the hems get dirty easily because of the dirt on the floor and he sometimes also trips and falls when accidentally stepping on the hem.

Akihito also falls in the category of men that never gets drunk no matter how many glasses of alcohol they drink.

He has a matching bracelet with Ibuki. The main purpose of this bracelet is to keep Akihito's curse in control. Although Akihito can still control his curse without it, he still wears it for safety purposes and it's also made by Yasuchika.

Akihito absolutely LOVES Yasuchika! More than you think. Even while he's with Yoshino, he would think about Yasuchika. For example, when he and Yoshino go on a date, he would think, about what gifts he should buy for Yasuchika. I can say this because I have noticed this in several story events.

Akihito was the one who actually raised Yasuchika and taught him various things about the outside world. They also promised that they would go see beautiful scenery together once Akihito regains his actual body. But that promise is yet to be fulfilled.

Despite loving each other to the point that they are ready to die for each other, both Yasuchika and Akihito are awkward in expressing their love. Like they don't know if they want to hold hands or hug each other in a happy moment.

Akihito loves hearing when someone calls him 'Akihito' or 'Akihito-san' because he feels like they are closer to him. He even wants Yasuchika to call him 'Akihito-san' like he did when he was a little boy. But Yasuchika just doesn't. He also wants Yoshino to call him 'Akihito-san'. She does call in the beginning of his route when she didn't know who he actually was and also in the marriage story event.

When Yasuchika was a kid, Akihito would hold his hands and guide him to his room when he feels scared.

Akihito also once cooked food for Yasuchika, and Yasuchika gobbled up everything because he didn't want anyone else to eat the food Akihito prepared.

When Yasuchika was once suffering a life-threatening injury (What if I were a demon? Story event) Akihito was ready to give his vitality to save Yasuchika without any hesitation even at the cost of his life. Even when Yasuchika was sick (in Ibuki's route), Akihito was about to emotionally break down. He was sent to his room by Ibuki because he didn't want Akihito's curse to leak. But Akihito doesn't sleep or eat until Yasuchika woke up and he kept sending maids over and over again to check if Yasuchika was doing fine or not.

Yasuchika also wants Akihito to have 48 children with Yoshino. But that's never gonna happen, because it's impossible and Akihito doesn't want Yoshino to suffer. But he does want to have kids with her in the future.

In Yasuchika's route, when Yasuchika was living in the Shogunate temporarily, both Akihito and Yasuchika exchanged letters asking if they were doing well. But at the same time, Akihito grills Yoritomo asking whether Yasuchika would turn from a sweet little angel to a barbarian like a samurai after living with them.

Out of all the male leads, only Akihito and Ibuki think that Yasuchika is cute. Akihito also calls Yasuchika a sweet angel or sweet little boy.

Akihito and Ibuki don't call themselves 'friends' but they still get along with each other very well.

Yasuchika used to say Akihito is very kind, but after meeting Ibuki, he made Akihito evil and cunning. Ibuki used to take Akihito to gambling houses and brothels in the guise of 'social learning' until Yasuchika threatened to kill him.

Whenever Yasuchika decides to kill Ibuki, Akihito would jump in and protect Ibuki. Most of the time, Akihito would be beside Ibuki when does something wrong and would defend him.

Akihito also really cares about Ibuki, that he ordered Yasuchika to go and save Ibuki when Ibuki's powers where going out of control (Ibuki's route).

Without Yasuchika and Ibuki, Akihito will be all alone. The three of them are like family, tied to each other and they cannot live happily if any one of them dies.

According to Ibuki, Akihito likes to order people around and won't pick up anything apart from chopsticks on his own. This is false by the way, the only other thing Akihito picks up besides chopsticks......is Yoshino. lol.

Akihito temporarily owned a blue bird named Ruri which he bought along with Yoshino.

The first time he has eaten street food was with Yoshino in his main story and he didn't know how to eat them. He asked if there is a certain etiquette in eating them. Yoshino also wants to take Akihito to different kinds of commoner's restaurants for fun, just to see his reaction.

Akihito has shown to have been interested in Yoshino from the very beginning, even before his route. In certain events, it can be seen that Akihito simply comes to visit her just to see her face, whenever she comes to Kyoto.

Akihito used to love writing songs about love even before falling in love with Yoshino. But now, after actually falling in love, he wants to write a song about her.

He also loves bullying (like every male lead in this game!) and giving her mean orders, for example, his whole route! Of course, our masochist Yoshino loves being bullied around.

He once got jealous when he saw Yoshino talking to her friend about a man. Of course, he starts making out with her out of jealousy and when he later asks about the man, Yoshino tells him that she and her friend were talking about a man from a certain painting. Of course, Akihito was slightly embarrassed to find out that he was jealous of a fictional man.

One time, after losing a game of chess to Ibuki, Yoshino was ordered to give Akihito a hickey as punishment. Of course, she does so, despite being SUPER EMBARRASSED that she had to hide her face the entire time. Akihito knows that Ibuki won't ask them to show the hickey as evidence and he could have told her that, but he still decided to keep quiet because Yoshino was being too cute.

Akihito and Yoshino's secret place is the King's throne. It's usually covered so no one will know they are in there unless they hear Yoshino's cries. Who knows what unholy things they do in there. It's true. If Akihito realizes that they are alone, he wouldn't let go of any chances of cuddling her or kissing her. Who needs a bedroom when you have a fully protected and covered King's throne, right?

Yoshino once bought lipstick, which was reviewed to give anyone wearing them kissable lips, so that Akihito would kiss her. But he didn't because she didn't ask for a kiss in words. I'm talking about the Do-S story event.

Most of the time, Akihito loves fingering Yoshino and watching her cumming just from his fingers........yup!

#ikemen series #ikemen genjiden #ikemen genjiden akihito #ikemen mc #otome #cybird #cybird ikemen #cybird otome

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onegianthotmess · 6 months

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Ikemen Vampire OC

Artemisia Gentilschi

(The images of Artemisia in this post were made with the Lady Of Hera character maker on picrew.me)

Artemisia in the Italian Renaissance

Artemisia in 19th century Paris

Vampiric Type: Pureblood Vampire

Date of Birth (as stated by history): July 8, 1593

Date of Death (as stated by history): Sometime in 1653

Reason for Residing in the Mansion: Comte has a lot of old friends, Artemisia being one of them, and he hadn’t seen or heard from her for a few hundred years outside of letters. So, he invited her to stay with him for a week and she ended up staying because she’d been quite lonely over the past few decades, going place to place by herself.

Random Fact: Artemisia is younger than both Comte and Leonardo, only just entering her early 400s a decade or so ago. Comte doesn’t really say anything because almost everyone is younger than him, but Leonardo does tease Artemisia about it. This, however, results in Artemisia calling Leonardo “Papi” or “Grandpa” to get under his skin, which results in angry Italian being heard all throughout the mansion as they argue about age and all that. And then they sit back to back while holding hands because both of them get sad when they fight and they’re both the other’s main source of comfort.

This is her pet Maine Coon cat. His name is Florence.

He’s a clingy baby who’s a fucking drama queen, but he’s also very sweet and will do tricks on demand so long as someone has some salmon for him to have as a reward. And he can somehow navigate Leonardo’s room, despite Maine Coons being fucking GIANTS in terms of house cats.

#shes one of my favorite artists from the Italian Renaissance!!!#and im pretty sure all italians are vampires at this point especially the artists #we have leonardo and i know someone has a michelangelo oc and theres also a raphael oc also #at least i think so #ikemen vampire #ikevamp #ikevamp oc #ikevamp artemisia

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xxsycamore · 2 years

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—𝙊𝙪𝙧 𝙐𝙜𝙡𝙮 𝙂𝙚𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝘾𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙢𝙖𝙨 𝙎𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧!✨

► SYNOPSIS:

"Let's say I understand the idea behind this," Isaac says through gritted teeth, doing everything in his power not to throw a fit and make things worse, "DOES IT HAVE TO BE ON MY BIRTHDAY?"

▍isaac, comte, leonardo, arthur, theo, vincent, dazai, sebastian, jean, napoleon, mozart, shakespeare ▍rating: G ▍tags: Crack; Christmas Party; Birthday Party; Modern Era; Alternate Universe - Modern Setting; Humor; Ugly Holiday Sweaters; Blackmail; Drunkenness; Alcohol; Singing; Exes; Napo's exes; Leonardo and Comte are dating; and arthur and theo def have something going on; Minor Violence ▍wordcount: 2,784

▍masterlist

▍a/n: HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ISAAC! ... also, is it really Christmas if I don't think of at least one of the disaster ikemen friend groups™ having a disastrous party? Needless to say, I had TONS of fun writing this, and I hope you might do, too ❤ Merry Christmas! Regardless if you celebrate or not, I hope this makes you laugh! ✨🎅🏻✨

Written for mine and @voltage-vixen’s ‘Tis The Season For Love challenge! PROMPT: Starting with preparations way too early

This is ALSO an entry for @scummy-writes's Isaac Week 2022! Day Two: Birthday Wishes || Traditions

"Let's say I understand the idea behind this," Isaac says through gritted teeth, doing everything in his power not to throw a fit and make things worse, "DOES IT HAVE TO BE ON MY BIRTHDAY?"

Aaand so much for his attempts. It's rare of him to raise his voice, and Dazai emphases on that fact with an exaggerated scene of covering his ear. Maybe he isn't feigning being in pain. He is, surely, close enough to the screaming Isaac to get his eardrum busted. Even though being so close to him is something he did to himself.

"Not my fault that you have your birthday on Christmas day, Apple-kun. Rules are rules and we all agreed by them."

Now you decided to follow rules, Isaac thinks, still not having gulped down the fact that he's now practically tied to the clown in the room. They're stuck together in an oversized sweater which is by the way very ugly, even by his own standards. Not that he dresses up ugly or anything like that! It's just that he doesn’t mind wearing clothes that are regarded as being something that grandpas wear. At least that's what Arthur says all the time, finding more and more excuses to load his wardrobe with some of his own clothes that fit him. Speaking of Arthur, Isaac's sole reason to still be having some of his mind not lost to the absurdity of all that's happening on this Christmas-birthday party, is that Arthur is not doing any better than him. Is he a bad person for being happy about that? Probably yes. But he's currently atoning for it via this punishment, so he might as well indulge secretly in it.

The sweater in question is mimicking what those cut-outs for pictures do, by having a caricatured version of Santa and an elf in the front, Isaac and Dazai's heads respectively in the right place to complete the (cursed) picture.

Arthur and Theo are sharing a similarly ugly sweater, called the getalong Christmas sweater (much like the one currently worn by the duo Isaac + Dazai) or something like that. The design is simple yet screaming in the worst of ways; it reads "ON THE NAUGHY LIST" in comic sans, in a fashion that resembles what happens when you move a picture on Microsoft word. It's simply off-center, with a stamp of a Christmas tree barely fitting in the front of the shirt. It all might be a result of a mistake in the printing, or maybe there IS someone so vile out there designing those things on purpose.

Theo and Arthur laugh in sync at the sight of the next suffering victims of the friend group's new tradition, then stop, realize that they've been accidentally sharing an emotion for a mere second, and frown. Arthur's frown is smaller, though. He almost seemed too eager to get in the sweater with Theo earlier, though Isaac might have been imagining things. He's not so sure anymore. They've all already drank a lot.

As if by some strange miracle, neither the slutty writer nor the dumb writer are his center of annoyance tonight.

He's always regarded Mozart as someone who shares the same fate as him, having to deal with the rest of their friend group and their dumbassary.

Yet, why is he not sharing a sweater with anyone? He's never been an example of friendliness! It's so unfair. He feels betrayed.

Of course, the answer is very simple. With the amount of alcohol passed around, it was only a matter of time before someone got Mozart to drink, and the man has a nonexistent tolerance for the stuff. Instead of passing out or something like a normal person, of course he has to become a whole another person when drunk. Isaac feels bad for the possible blackmailing that can follow, with phones already drawn out and cameras capturing the rare event. On the other hand…what are they exactly going to blackmail him with? Being a good person for a change? Ooooh how very embarrassing. On a second thought, Isaac doesn't feel too bad with his cold feelings towards the musician. He might not be sharing an ugly sweater with anyone but he won't even remember it the next morning anyway!

Said musician is busy laughing and patting people on the back, enjoying everyone's company and pouring them more drinks. Which is very welcomed for the punished ones, because surely they can't coordinate themselves good enough to get the job done when even opening the bottle proves to be a difficult task when having one hand each.

"Leonardo, it seems like this idea of keeping anyone on good terms is working well. Let us have a toast about that." Comte raises his glass to his boyfriend, leaning slightly on him because of how tipsy he managed to get. Leonardo, who has crazy high tolerance on the other hand, has to remind him that he just raised a toast to him a second ago.

"Another one? Damn, ok, if you insist. You can thank me again for coming up with the getalong sweater idea."

"Excuse you?" Comte focus his gaze on the man, every trace of his previous bliss erased from his face. "It was clearly my idea, Leonardo."

"I remember that you gave me a kiss for it. I can still feel it." Leonardo smirks, confident in his version of the recent events, emphasizing on it by making kissy lips at Comte.

Comte keeps a cold gaze. He simply splashes the rest of his champagne on Leonardo.

"Hey! Now I need to change."

After some reminiscing about how tranquil his past birthdays used to be, before meeting all of those people, Isaac snaps out of his trance as he sees the hosts of the party, Leonardo and Comte, re-entering the room together, sporting an getalong sweater. Their design is even more eye-catching than the rest, mostly because it's so damn unintentional that it's hilarious. It's actually a good model, a cute pair of reindeers on the front with nothing off about their looks. But the text above seems to have suffered an awfully unfortunate lack of supervision, as evident by the typo, or typos made in it. It reads, "I'm he's," on Leonardo's tits, with an arrow to Comte, and then "He'm I's" on Comte's pecs, with an arrow to Leonardo. Isaac stops looking at their chests for the time being.

He didn't even realize they had a fight, mainly because of their already strong old-gay-couple energy and the fact that it was normal for them to have some quarrels from time to time and call them off pretty quickly. Interesting how they ended up sharing the same fate as the rest of the room.

Mozart is, once again, untouched in terms of punishment.

It's amazing that Isaac can glare at him, ignoring everything surrounding him, including Sebastian's poor attempt of putting himself on the naughty list by """accidentally""" knocking off someone's glass off the table. He proceeds excitingly repeating, "I'm a naughty little butler! I'm a naughty little butler!" followed by asking to be punished to be put in a sweater with someone else from the room. It seems like everyone could do, and poor Vincent is too much of an angel not to sacrifice himself. He lies that it was his glass that was knocked off, and in the next moment they're together in an abomination of a wool clothing. Vincent is unironically enjoying the sweater, which is depicting Edvard Munch's Scream, but with a Christmas hat on the screaming one's head. If the execution wasn't so bad, it would actually pass as an unique design.

"Ohh, it seems like it's time for the birthday boy to blow off the candles!"

Arthur's exclamation MIGHT have been just so Napoleon can stop drunk-singing already. Sorry, he's not drunk. That's what he insist, at least, but his little concert says otherwise. It's not a Christmas party without ABBA and other classics, that much everyone agrees upon, but Waterloo followed by Last Christmas I Gave you my hearttt but the very next daaay YOU GAVE IT AWAAAAY seems to be telling a story somewhere between the lines. It's a good time he was stopped before he can find an even sadder song to vent his feelings through.

It's impressive how Theo and Arthur are able to introduce the big cake into the room with one hand each, but their surprising sync is a story for another party. In an award event of Arthur trying to find his lighter in the pocket of his pants and Theo shouting something at him in the process where he touched in the wrong place, soon all the candles are lit and they all sing the so very familiar happy birthday tune.

Isaac smiles a genuine smile and thinks of a wish. For the most of the evening, he wished Dazai would just pass out or something, so he doesn't have to deal with him anymore. Now he makes a more proper wish, and blows all the candles. Everyone starts clapping, and for a second, it turns wholesome. In the next second, Isaac feels a hand on the back of his head, shoving him down. He should've seen this happening.

*BANG*

Surely now, Isaac's face meeting the cake shouldn't make such a scary hitting sound.

That's when he remembers that he's conjoined with Dazai. Having his head pushed down would mean that Dazai was pushed down, too, meeting with the… table.

Arthur realizes that even before him, but his reaction is not the same as Isaac's. His eyes widen but then,

"Three times for good luck!"

BANG

Dazai doesn't stand back upwards this time. He might be dead, or at least has passed out.

Holy shit, I think my wish just came true, Isaac doesn't say out loud, features frozen in shock.

"Pft. Ahahaha! AHAHAHAHAHHAH"

The hearty laugher doesn't belong to Isaac, or Arthur, or anyone else in the room who hates the purple-haired freak, much to everyone's surprise. It's Mozart's. He seems to be very entertained from the show taking place in front of him, alcohol dulling his sense of what's morally right to laugh at, or maybe assuming that Dazai is playing dead. It wouldn't be the first time, after all.

This is Isaac's chance!

"Hey!" He points towards Mozart where noone dared say anything, "That's not very friendly of you!"

"Yeah."

"He has a point."

Isaac feels truly triumphal now. His birthday certainly started well, with justice coming to light, and with Dazai passed out.

Napoleon sobs from the side, moved from the scene. "I knew you'd call out evil when it happens, Isaac. That's why you're my good friend."

"Thank you, Napoleon."

"You deserve only nice things."

"Thanks, Napoleon."

"I hope noone breaks your heart EVER, Isaac."

"Uhh. Thanks?"

As his friend breaks down in real manly tears, Isaac scans over the room with a horrific realization: everyone else has a pair already. It's funny how they all ended up having to go through the getalong sweater punishment, even sweet Jean who is now in a sweater with Shakespeare. Their sweater is very, very bland, with a fuzzy string that is supposed to be a garland going from one sleeve to another, but looks more like a worm on a string attached to a random sweater. And the color is pretty ugly too. Thank god Jean's face is there to make things a little prettier. Oh, and Shakespere is there too, he guesses. But enough about these two. With all the possible candidates narrowed down to his dear friend Napoleon, Isaac feels karma weighing down on him.

Soon the crying Napoleon and the laughing Mozart are shoulder to shoulder, sporting an ugly getalong sweater. As noone predicted that many of them in use, the only one lying around is not even a christmas-themed one, brought on the pile by who-knows-who, and it has an among us illustration. Theo snaps a picture of the lovely disaster, just as he did with everyone that night, even if his camera roll is mostly taken by Vincent pics, because by his words, "he's the only one rocking it".

***

Much, much later in the night, Mozart starts feeling a familiar headache.

He hates himself for being tricked into drinking so much yet again. The person next to him who keeps wiping his tears in HIS sleeve is not helping with his overall state.

"Napoleon, that's enough. They don't deserve your tears and you know that."

Seeing that it had no effect, Mozart changes his strategy, wanting to give him a pat on the back along with what he says but then he remembers it's impossible because of the stupid sweater. How did they end up like this, anyway?

"Why don't you invite them here? Alexander loves drama, and Wellesley, well… I'm sure he'll find a way to have fun too."

Napoleon stops sobbing, letting out a weak laugh instead. "You know we can't. You remember what happened last time when we played uno."

That's true. The destructive aftermath of it was threatening the lives of many. They simply couldn't get along.

Mozart sighs, feeling his headache worsening.

"Look, let's at least throw that thing away." Having had his full of this sweater bullshit, he pulls it over his head until it hangs loosely on Napoleon. The latter gives no indication of wanting to part with it anytime soon, but that's alright, whatever makes him happy. Mozart stands up and finally gives him that encouraging pat on the back. "I'm going to get you water and some tissues, wait for me."

Well, at least he can be not an asshole. And he was going to go search for painkillers anyway.

Unsurprisingly, things don't work in his favor and he finds none in the kitchen, but in the process of searching for them he remembers the second cake. A second cake is another tradition of their friend group, seeing that many birthday parties result in somehow destroying the first one. He takes a plate and cuts a nice slice of it, bringing a small fork along.

In the corridor, he runs into the person he was searching for, for a chance.

"Hey Isaac."

The strawberry haired man stops on his tracks, visibly surprised. He holds a glass of water and what appears to be painkillers.

"Hangover too?"

"Ah, no, actually those are…for you. I figured, uh, that you might feel not so good after all that."

Mozart makes a surprised humming noise, thinking for a bit then sitting right there on the floor, leaning against the wall. It's unsanitary and pretty much against his principles, but he's going to take a long and thorough bath when he goes home anyway. And he's afraid there is no available sitting area left where there are no weirdos.

Isaac follows suit, leaning his back on the opposite wall, handing Mozart the glass and the pills. He receives the slice of cake in return.

Before popping the pill in his mouth, Mozart nods towards the cake. "It's for you."

Isaac is surprised, almost embarrassed even. He didn’t expect that, and guilt is still heavy on his chest. He knows it must have been due to the alcohol that he held a temporary grudge against Mozart, he knows that the musician knows none of it too. But even after bringing him painkillers, he feels bad.

"You know, Wolf… I might be the reason why you ended up having to wear a getalong sweater with Napoleon. I'm sorry."

"Hmm?" Mozart mutters, finished emptying the contents of the glass. "Oh, that's fine. I'm glad it was him and not someone more annoying. Thank you."

Oh.

"You're not mad?"

"No? Why would I be. At the end of the night you're still the only one with a brain around here. Oh and hey, Happy Birthday, Isaac."

Isaac smiles, busying himself with the cake before he can do something more embarrassing, seeing that he's already blushing.

"Thank you."

"I can only imagine how it was being stuck all night with Dazai. My apologizes."

Isaac gulps down his bite, eager to say something. He also just now realizes that the cake is apple-flavored, and he's pleasantly distracted by that. As a whole, he needs to admit, his birthday actually has started very well. Sitting here on the floor eating cake in the company of Mozart, on this… a little unhinged Christmas-birthday party organized by his friends, he is thankful.

"Oh, don't worry about him. He hit his head thrice and passed out. You were there, do you remember?"

"No, I don't. Woah. That's amazing. Please tell me more about it."

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