#ikevamp galileo galilei

[soraofflitter]

OMG IT’S HAPPENING

[arthurs-puppygirl]

HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

[cirilla-fiona-riannon]

Galileo Galilei Main Story

Translations may not always capture the exact nuances or tone of the original text. Expect grammatical errors and inaccuracies.

I finally got my account back, so here you go. It's not proofread, as I'm busy at the moment.

After a struggle with the progenitor, Galileo stabbed a knife into his own chest right in front of me.

Galileo: "Ah!"

Mitsuki: "Galileo!?"

Veins bulged on the back of his hand as he pushed the knife in.

It was as if there was a struggle between the forces within him

Progenitor: "Ah, what's this?"

The progenitor spoke these words, and Galileo collapsed.

Mitsuki: "Galileo, Galileo!"

The blood overflowing from his chest soaked his shirt in bright red.

In a panic, I held him, and he barely opened his eyes.

Galileo: "Being manipulated by the progenitor is just pathetic."

Mitsuki: "Don't talk! We need to stop the bleeding."

Galileo: "This knife can even kill an immortal vampire. There's no way I'll survive."

Galileo: "The progenitor has no body. If I die, it will lose its vessel too."

Mitsuki: "No..."

(He knew he would die, and yet...)

Drake: "Galileo."

Staggering, Drake approached, and Comte and Vlad came too, frowning.

Comte: "The progenitor's miasma is gone. But he..."

Vlad: "I might be able to at least ease the pain with my power."

Vlad raised his hand, and Galileo's expression softened just a little.

He likely used his mind-control power to dull the pain.

However, there was no way he could recover, and his breathing continued to weaken.

Mitsuki: "It's because I urged you. I told you to resist, and now you..."

(I wanted to save him, but I never thought it would come to this.)

Through my tear-blurred vision, his purple eyes looked at me.

Galileo: "It's not your fault."

Galileo: "Your voice reached even me, who was sinking into the darkness."

(Galileo...)

He forced out his voice, repeating shallow breaths.

Galileo: "I've always wanted to see this world fall apart, but chasing power led me to this outcome instead."

Galileo: "It seems I don't have the power to change fate after all."

Galileo: "I was an existence denied by this world from the beginning. I no longer belong here."

Mitsuki: "You sacrificed yourself for this?"

Galileo: "If there's anything I can change, it's only my own ending."

Galileo: "This is the only way I can change fate."

Mitsuki: "........"

His hoarse voice was like a fragile flame that could be extinguished at any moment.

Along with my tears, my emotions burst uncontrollably.

Mitsuki: "I will continue to seek you out."

Galileo: "........."

Mitsuki: "Even if the world denies you, I will continue to seek you."

You've walked a long path, losing your family and friends repeatedly while bearing the fate of a dhampir.

(But it's okay now. It's enough.)

I held his cold hand, transferring my warmth to him.

Mitsuki: "I can't replace those you've lost, and I can never be like them, but can I stay by your side?"

I want to embrace him like family, speak to him like a friend, and make him happy by pouring all the love for those he's lost into him.

Mitsuki: "I love you."

Galileo: "........."

His clear amethyst eyes remained beautiful even at this moment.

He gently closed his eyes and brushed my hand with his fingertips.

Galileo: "You've always been like this."

Mitsuki: "Eh?"

Galileo: "You always try to affirm me, no matter how much I deny myself."

Galileo: "Ugh. Ha..."

Mitsuki: "Galileo!"

His eyes wandered aimlessly and turned to the starry night sky outside the window.

Galileo: "Father, mother, Sagredo."

Galileo: "Virginia, Michelangelo, Livia..."

He called out as if his family and friends were right there.

Overwhelmed with emotion, I squeezed his hand tightly.

Galileo: "Ah, I see. I just wanted to go back to everyone."

The wish he had arrived at was so heartbreaking and modest.

Mitsuki: "Galileo..."

He raised his trembling hand and reached towards my hair.

With his fingers, he brushed aside my bangs and touched the scar on the right side of my forehead.

It was as if he had known about the scar all along.

(Galileo?)

He gently caressed the scar, then slid his fingers down my tear-streaked cheek.

Galileo: "Eyes that seek the truth."

Galileo: "These eyes always stirred something in me."

Galileo: "Why didn't I realize it sooner?"

Galileo: "You're similar to the ones I loved."

The hand touching my cheek fell, and his smile faded.

Mitsuki: "Galileo!"

Desperately trying to keep him conscious, I hurriedly spoke.

Mitsuki: "There's something I understand now. Remember when we talked before?"

It was on the way back after stargazing together.

------------Flashback-----------

Galileo: "Do you still dream of being a dhampir?"

Mitsuki: "Ah, yes, sometimes. What do you think the dream is trying to tell me?"

Galileo: "........."

Galileo: "It's reasonable to assume they're expressing regret, but why you?"

He looked at me quizzically.

Galileo: "Is there a truth only you can understand?"

---------Flashback Ends--------

Mitsuki: "The answer from back then. I think those children wanted me to save you."

Galileo: "Save me?"

They wanted someone to notice him as he rushed to the dhampir children’s final moments.

They wanted someone to stop him as he carried those sorrows.

Those children showed me those dreams to convey their desperate plea from the garden.

Galileo: "A truth that only you could find, huh?"

His wavering eyes, mustering their last strength, locked onto me.

Galileo: "Mitsuki."

Mitsuki: "!"

It was the first time he had called my name, and I widened my eyes in surprise.

Galileo: "Being able to save you that day was a small ray of light for me."

(Huh?)

Mitsuki: "What? What do you mean, Galileo?"

Galileo: "Maybe, from that day, fate has been leading us to this moment."

His words began to falter, and his eyelashes lowered.

Mitsuki: "Wait, please wait!"

Mitsuki: "Don't go, Galileo! No!"

His eyes closed behind his eyelids.

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[otomepeachy]

IkeVamp Birthday List

Napoleon Bonaparte - August 15th

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart - January 27

Leonardo da Vinci - April 15th

Arthur Conan Doyle - May 22nd

Vincent van Gogh - March 30th

Theodorus van Gogh - May 1st

Issac Newton - December 25th

Jean d'Arc - January 6th

Osamu Dazai - June 19th

William Shakespeare - November 11th

Comte de Saint-Germain - October 25th

Sebastian - September 22nd

Vlad - June 6th

Johann Georg Faust - February 29th

Charles-Henri Sanson - February 15th

Galileo Galilei - October 31st

Francis Drake - September 7th

In order of the year it'd be: Jean > Mozart > Charles > Faust > Vincent > Leonardo > Theo > Arthur > Vlad > Dazai > Napoleon > Drake > Sebastian > Comte > Galileo > Shakespeare > Issac

[redheadkittys]

@liliasleftpinkytoe hi, do you mean him?

...that's one of the new ikemen vampire characters Galileo Galilei (which will be coming to ikevamp jp 5th anniversary)...

...the other one is sir francis drake...

...guys i think i have a light bright problem🙈(and this are only the ikemen bois)...

...bonus (and then we have the other side😁):..

...which haircolors makes you barkbarkwoof???...

[xxsycamore]

🍕 𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙈𝙤𝙤𝙣 𝙃𝙞𝙩𝙨 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙀𝙮𝙚 𝙇𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝘼 𝘽𝙞𝙜 𝙋𝙞𝙯𝙯𝙖 𝙋𝙞𝙚,

► A story about Italian vampires, secret admirers, and pizza.

Galileo x MC • rating: G • wordcount: 1,863 • characters: mc, galileo, francis, leonardo, napoleon, comte, dazai • tags: Pizza; Secret admirer; Romance; Cliché; Feelings Realization; Crack treated seriously  • masterlist

a/n: I don't know. I don't know.

I blame the English Ikesen twitter for informing me it's international pizza day (in a very creative way), which led to me going "haha three italians in ikevamp" which made me remember one very bad movie full of pizza and cliché, which led to me coming up with this. I don't even like pizza that much.

Idk if I should label this as crack, but don't take it seriously either way.

MC and Galileo's first encounter described in this fic is canon and you can read a translation of it here - many thanks to @cirillafionariannon

I wanted to try my hand at writing for our new two vamps, and this could also be an early Valentine's Day fic! Hope you enjoy!

Fun statistics!: the word pizza appears 33 times in this fic.

Leonardo was in Comte's room, lounging around with a drink and listening about his friend's most recent trip to the 21st century. While Leonardo was a man with passion for knowledge, not everything that Comte talked in great detail about was to Leonardo's interest. Mind trailing off in random directions while supposedly continuing to be a good listener, he suddenly feels the need to interrupt his friend.

Waving a hand in the air and looking over the Gucci shades that Comte actually bought for himself, he motions a pause.

"Forget about that, tell me if they made an International Pizza Day in the future yet."

"…Why, there actually is a day like that. It's the 9th of February, if I remember right."

***

With a little over a week remaining until Pizza Day, or Just Another Thursday as 19th century Parisians know it, Leonardo mobilizes the mansion into preparing something grandiose for the occasion.

"We're going to feed the whole of Paris with pizza."

MC blinks in apparent bewilderment. With the amount of crazy stuff happening around the mansion already, one would think that feeding the whole of Paris with pizza would find its place low in her list.

They're all gathered in the kitchen as if it's some kind of conference hall, with Leonardo using a blackboard to illustrate his schemes. So far he's drawn just one giant pizza taking all of the blackboard. He taps the chalk against the board.

"Think of it as a charity. While everyone would be free to help as well as consume, we'll prioritize those who are in need."

Dazai raises a hand. "Let me guess, you always wanted to invent a giant stove and this is your mastermind plan."

Leonardo enthusiastically points at Dazai with the chalk in his hand, "Esatto! But not exactly a stove. While fixing various gadgets for people in town, I had this idea of making a massive hot plate," he draws an oval under the oval supposed to be pizza, "which is a metal plate heated by charcoal underneath. Some of you will help me assemble it, others will get the word around town. And for those who are incompetent with cooking pizza…"

"I can give out a lesson or two." Napoleon says, with a raised hand. "I love the idea. I have volunteered in food banks a couple of times already around town. I'd be glad to help."

"Heh, Napoleon, knew you had that Italian blood still running hot in you. Alright then, it's settled."

***

MC is in her bed, staring a hole through the wall. Eating in bed is something she rarely indulges in, moreso if it's pizza, but she can't help it. As she chews with eyes squinted in deep concentration, she tries and tries to make just any connection between recent events and the possible reason behind all of this.

Just a couple of days ago, some white haired guy with a half-up hairstyle started coming to the mansion.

"Pizza delivery! Miss, that's for you. You don't owe anything. Enjoy! Bye!"

Wait, pizza delivery in the 19th century? It was strange the first time, and it's still strange the tenth time it happened. Some of the residents advised she don't eat it, but in the course of events (and hunger) she found out that's some damn good pizza. The best she had ever since she came here. And it was addressed to her. Is this a secret admirer situation?! Very strange.

Of course she suspected Leonardo. With his pizza hype recently it only made sense, but also that would be too easy. Placing the box on the nightstand, she sighs and goes over the possible leads in her head one more time.

***

The next day she takes Napoleon's pizza cooking class and conveniently stays behind until everyone else leaves the kitchen - namely Vincent, Mozart, and Jean. Napoleon takes the bait and praises her efforts at perfecting her pizza-cooking skills, being more than willing to give her some extra lessons.

Then they have clichéd and intimate dough kneading moment where he stands behind her and guides her hands; she pokes her nose into some private topics as carefully as she could, taking the conversation in the direction of love and cooking a meal full of love. Still, nothing she samples for the sake of learning tastes nearly the same as that same pizza delivered to the mansion's door every night.

***

Looking out of the window up at the moon that is nearly full, MC can't help but remember about a recent encounter with a strange man. It happened when she had to deliver some Blanc to Isaac who was working late at the university. In one classroom there was a white haired man with beautiful purple eyes looking through an old-fashioned telescope. There was something intriguing about him; about the shooting star they saw together, the timing, his comment about "still looking at the stars even in this day and age". The name he introduced himself with. All of it, full of mystery.

And yet the biggest mystery of her life currently revolves around pizza.

***

The man with white half-up hair approaches the merchant brig ship has recently docked at the Seine. Night has long fallen but the light inside is unmistakable; of course it's his friend baking pizza again. On his ship, nonetheless.

"Again, Galileo? That's the sixth time this week. I'm not going out this time. And please be careful not to burn down the ship, okay?"

The other whitehaired man doesn't as much as acknowledge the other's presence, too absorbed in his craft. The parmesan falls from between his fingers like a snowstorm over a tomato-red sea; in the next second he's at the cutting board; going left and right like a madman. Or like someone inlove.

The other sighs.

"I'm hearing something about a pizza charity in town. Basically everyone's gonna cook a giant pizza together and then give pieces away. Sounds like your thing, eh?"

Galileo's eyes dart towards his friend for a mere second, his hands never pausing.

"Where are you taking all my pizzas to, anyway? And I'm not participating."

"As you wish."

He exits the kitchen, opting for the company of the moon outside instead. The gentle lull of the waves make him crave a nap ever if it's technically close to his sleeping time. He notices the telescope nearby, unused by his friend in some time, which is awfully unusual of him.

"Man, this stress-cooking is going to ruin him."

***

The day finally arrives. The masses are buzzing around the square where Leonardo shows his invention that aims to leave everyone with a stomach full of delicious pizza, so long as there are enough hands to help. And they are. Soon the place gets overcrowded, the air smells like heaven, and the chilly February day gets as hot as a midsummer one.

All MC can think about is her secret admirer. With all the pizza being passed around and under her nose, she swears she's not crazy when she claims she didn't catch a whiff of That One Pizza. Will the whitehaired man be here today? Is it him, after all, stating that all he does is deliver it to her door, yet lying? No, there was no trace of such feelings in his demeanor; not the thrill of seeing her, nor the hope of learning something more about her in those short encounters. He was merely a proxy. But whose?

Defeated, the reason why the smile hasn't already left her face is solely the fact that she saw a lot of happy people today. Pizza really does bring people together; Leonardo was right all along. He was excellent at what he did, but he did it only with the people in mind; not a lover, much less her. She liked helping him today. And Napoleon too, who thankfully didn't think anything about her strange behavior the other day.

***

With the sound of street musicians who joined the celebration drifting in the distance, MC walks along the Seine, admiring the moonlight dancing on the surface. The noise and the hustle had gotten to her, so this little walk was welcomed, and it matched the feeling in her heart. The emptiness wasn't only there, though.

"Haha… I made so much pizza yet it seems like I didn't eat anything all day."

"I can see that. The growling of this belly of yours could be heard all the way here."

Eyes widening at the sound of that voice, she looks at the direction of a docked ship. The man exiting it seemed familiar, along with the voice, and it took just a couple of seconds to remember.

"Ahh, you're the…"

"The man with the telescope. I didn't think we'd meet again."

Right, this is the man who introduced himself as Galileo. The silence was awkward, his earlier comment not helping much, but she still felt good about seeing a familiar face. Though, they're barely more than strangers. Or maybe after having their second encounter, they're not strangers anymore?

MC stares at the fullmoon high in the sky, and surprisingly, so does Galileo. She giggles and breaks the silence.

"It's like a big pizza pie."

That's the single most absurd thing Galileo Galilei has ever heard in his life, being a person who devoted himself to astrology.

He scuffs at her remark, too taken aback to even say anything that won't ridicule her. He decides to spare her.

"So? Are you hungry? I've got some pizza on the ship."

Ah, pizza again.

"Sounds great."

Hoping for a distraction, she followed him on the ship. If anything, with all the pizza flavors she tasted recently, her palate would hopefully forget about the one that her secret admirer makes for her. What a silly story. She's sure it all ends tonight, the person likely pranking the whole of Comte's mansion in relation to the whole pizza cooking event or something.

"What a yummy smell. I must be really hungry. Did you make this yourself, Galileo?"

The man visibly tenses a little, possibly at the fact that she remembers his name. He should've given her a different one, after all.

"Yes."

MC bites into the piece, mind elsewhere. She wonders if she'll be sick of pizza ever since today.

Wait.

The flavors clash in her receptors and realization hits all at once; she looks at Galileo.

This taste!

"It's you."

The man with the beautiful purple eyes hums at her, without a clue what she is talking about. He hasn't shared his pizza recipe with everyone other than Francis, the look of recognition on MC's face not making sense to him.

He would soon come to know; but not tonight.

With the assurance that she must be mistaking him for someone else; and with the need to help her get home due to the late hour, their second encounter soon comes to an end.

And for Galileo, who barely kept his composure in the face of the one he strangely fell hopelessly inlove with, he swears he'll make sure this time it truly would be their last.

Unless the stars have other plans for him.

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[nightkarmaqueen]

Wait--

What kind of vampire are Galilei and Francis? Pure blood? Demi? Lesser? If they’re Lesser Vampire, who might have resurrected them? Comte? Vlad?

[spring-archive701]

Drew a sketch of one of the new guys in ikevamp hehe

[cookiesandbiscuits]

In the same manner, I cannot study Math and Physics without thinking of Ikevamp Isaac Newton and Galileo Galilei anymore ;w;

While I love Ikemen Vampire and its characters, I do low-key hate the way it altered my brain permanently (lighthearted)

I was listening to Eine Kleine Nachtmusik earlier to wind down (I'm a fan of irl Mozart), and I thought: "Wow, Mozart is really amazing for making this music."

And instantly, my mind brought up the Ikevamp version of Mozart despite me talking about irl Mozart.

I cannot listen to his music anymore without thinking about the character based on him 😭

Me to this guy:

"My darling prickly pear.... I love you very much but please stop haunting my mind so randomly!"

[saeryuart]

Thank you again for commissioning me, @diagnosed-by-doyle!! Here’s your OC, Galileo with Arthur!! :3

As of now, I have 6 slots remaining for commissions!! If anyone is interested in commissioning me, please send me an email containing the details at pocket.emblem@gmail.com. Thank you very much!!

[cirilla-fiona-riannon]

Vampire Wedding Part 2

Translations may not always capture the exact nuances or tone of the original text. Expect grammatical errors and inaccuracies.

A blood oath was a vampire wedding ceremony passed down since ancient times.

The words Galileo told me sounded familiar.

Galileo: "Do you know what the blood oath ceremony is?"

Mitsuki: "I only heard a little about it from Comte before. It's a ceremony performed by two people."

Galileo: "Yeah."

He took my left hand and gently touched my ring finger.

Galileo: "On the night of the full moon, the groom will pledge eternal love by drinking from his bride's ring finger."

Galileo: "If you don't mind, why don't we do it on the next full moon?"

(Full moon?)

I hesitated for a moment, as I was about to nod at his words.

(He's a dhampir. Is it really okay?)

Galileo: "What's wrong?"

Mitsuki: "Um, you'll drink my blood on the full moon night, right? I'm worried about your body."

Galileo: "Your concern is understandable."

He tightened the arm he had wrapped around my waist.

Galileo: "But even so, I want to make a blood oath with you."

Mitsuki: "Why would you go so far for this?"

Galileo: "I told you. You changed me."

Galileo: "I was able to accept both my vampire and human sides because of you."

Galileo: "That's why I want to pledge eternity to you."

Mitsuki: "Galileo."

I gently leaned against Galileo's shoulder.

Mitsuki: "I also want to pledge 'eternity' to you."

Galileo: "Yeah."

He whispered and hugged me even tighter.

Then, on the night of the full moon, in a deserted church, our private 'Blood Oath' quietly began.

Galileo: "Mitsuki, come here."

Standing before the altar, he reached out his hand to me.

Mitsuki: "Okay."

I slowly walked toward him in my wedding dress, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

Galileo: "That dress suits you well."

Mitsuki: "Thank you. I'm happy to hear you say that."

As I felt my heart being filled with happiness from his simple but heartfelt compliment, he offered something he held in his hand.

Galileo: "Mitsuki, this is for you."

Mitsuki: "A flower crown?"

Galileo: "Yeah, I made it."

It was a delicate flower crown woven with white flowers.

Galileo: "I used to make these often for my sister."

(Ah...)

At that moment, the scene I had once seen beyond the door returned to me.

------------Flashback-----------

Livia: "Big brother, I can't make the flower crown properly."

Galileo: "Let me see."

Galileo: "Here you go. Happy birthday, Livia."

Livia: "Wow, it's so cute! Thank you, big brother!"

---------------

Cleric 2: "Even if they're the family of a heretic, it's sad to see them getting ripped apart by wild dogs."

Cleric 1: "Sure, it's a quick solution, but I wish they'd consider those of us who have to clean it up."

Galileo: "Family of a heretic?"

Galileo: "No way, that can't be."

Galileo: "Livia?"

The white ribbon tied to the flower crown was stained with blood.

Cleric 1: "Alright, let's throw this away."

Galileo: "No, stop! Wait!!"

---------Flashback Ends--------

(The flower crown is a symbol of the bond between the two of them and a reminder of sad memories.)

Mitsuki: "Wasn't it painful to make this?"

My heart ached sharply, and I clasped my hands tightly in front of my chest without thinking.

Galileo: "No."

He shook his head gently.

Galileo: "On the contrary. While making it, I felt a sense of nostalgia and warmth."

Galileo: "I wanted to see you wearing this flower crown at the ceremony, no matter what."

As he spoke, he reached out and gently placed the flower crown on my head.

The soft, sweet fragrance that surrounded me was endlessly tender.

(It feels as if his family is watching over me.)

Mitsuki: "I'm so happy. I'll treasure it."

Mitsuki: "It's really beautiful."

The mixed feelings of joy and sadness welled up, leaving me speechless.

Galileo: "Yeah, just as I thought, you look beautiful."

He whispered as he faced me in front of the altar.

Galileo: "In times of health and sickness, no matter what hardships may come, I vow to love and protect only you."

Galileo: "I want you to walk with me until the end of our lives."

His sincere words shook my heart.

To accept his feelings, I looked straight at him and spoke.

Mitsuki: "I also vow to love and walk with you."

Mitsuki: "From now on, I will always be by your side."

Mitsuki: "I want to live my life looking at you and laughing together."

Hearing my declaration, Galileo gave a fleeting smile and knelt.

Galileo: "Tonight, I pledge to make a blood oath."

The moment I felt his fangs press against my ring finger, a sharp pain ran through it.

But the pain quickly turned into pleasure, and a tingling sensation spread throughout my body.

Mitsuki: "Nnn..."

A sweet sound escaped my lips, and my legs gave way beneath me.

Galileo, who had been kneeling, swiftly stood up and caught me in his arms.

Galileo: "Haah..."

His pale cheeks were faintly flushed, and an unmistakable heat shimmered in his usually calm eyes.

The sight of him, exuding such intense sensual allure, captivated me completely.

Galileo: "The oath is complete."

His outstretched arms effortlessly lifted me.

Mitsuki: "Ah..."

Galileo: "You are mine and mine alone now."

His closely held embrace transmitted the rapid thumping of his heart through his clothes against my chest.

His eyes, looking down at me, reflected nothing but me.

Galileo: "Let's go home. I don't think I can wait much longer."

Mitsuki: "Okay."

I nodded and wrapped my arms around his neck, hiding my flushed face.

Mitsuki: "I want to be yours completely soon."

As I whispered, suppressing my embarrassment, his arms tightened around me.

Galileo: "Don't tease me too much."

With a sigh-like murmur, he placed a light kiss on my cheek.

Still holding me, Galileo quickly left the church.

Part 1 ╎ Part 2 ╎ Premium ╎ Epilogue

[mei-loves-mozart]

YALL THEY'RE ADDING GALILEO GALILEI AND FRANCIS SOMETHING SOMETHING TO IKEVAMP OMG?? AND THEYRE HOT??

[mishkakagehishka]

Galileo Galilei.............. in ikevamp.............

[diagnosed-by-doyle]

Masterlist 2.0

Headcanons

MC Who Doesn’t Speak Much

K-pop Idol MC

Demon MC

MC with Depression

MC who Smokes

What Languages Can They Speak?

If They Had Instagram

Do They Have Entomophobia?

Love Languages

MC’s Period (NSFW period stuff)

Are They Virgins? (NSFW)

Most to Least Endowed (NSFW)

Kinks (NSFW)

Overworked MC (Arthur, Napoleon, Theo)

Overworked MC (Comte, Leonardo)

Overworked MC (Jean, Dazai, Sebastian)

MC who’s Part Fairy (Arthur, Shakespeare, Vincent)

MC After Surgery (Arthur, Leonardo, Isaac)

High MC (Vincent, Comte, Napoleon)

MC Transformed into a Child (Arthur, Comte, Vincent)

MC Transformed into a Child (Leonardo, Isaac, Napoleon)

MC in Revealing Clothing (Mozart, Isaac, Arthur)

MC in Revealing Clothing (Vincent, Shakespeare, Comte)

MC in Calvin Klein Underwear on Social Media (Mozart, Jean, Isaac)

Favorite Lingerie to See MC In (Leonardo, Comte, Mozart)

Angry MC Withholding Sex (Arthur, Dazai, Shakespeare) (NSFW)

Angry MC Withholding Sex (Leonardo, Comte, Theo) (NSFW)

Yandere (Arthur, Comte, Vincent)

NSFW Yandere (Vincent, Jean, Comte)

NSFW Yandere (Shakespeare, Mozart, Isaac)

NSFW Yandere (Leonardo, Napoleon)

Post-Nightmare Fluff (Comte, Arthur, Napoleon)

Argumentative MC (Leonardo, Comte, Theo)

MC brings home a foundling baby (Comte, Napoleon, Theo)

Bathing with MC (Mozart, Comte, Sebastian) (NSFW)

Goddess MC (Dazai, Theo, Jean)

Pureblood MC (Vincent, Isaac, Mozart)

Short, curvy-figured MC (Vincent, Leonardo, Shakespeare)

MC’s Birthday (Theo) (slight NSFW)

Wet Dream About MC (Mozart, Comte, Sebastian) (NSFW)

MC who Loves Being Carried (Theo, Arthur, Leonardo)

MC is a Blanket Hog (Leonardo, Theo, Dazai)

Artistic MC (Vincent)

Touch-starved MC (Comte, Leonardo, Arthur) (Commission)

Pregnant MC (Theo, Arthur) (NSFW)

Unexperienced MC (NSFW) (Comte, Leonardo, Sebastian) *Coming Soon*

Some Domestic Marriage Stuff (Arthur, Leonardo, Napoleon) *Coming Soon*

Fics (IkeVamp)

A NIght at the Inn (Arthur x Reader) (NSFW)

Hold Me (Arthur x Reader) (Fluff)

The Love-Struck Aristocrat (Arthur x Reader) (Angst, Comfort)

Coffee Break (Arthur x Reader) (Fluff)

Reward (Arthur x Reader) (Fluff)

Cookies (Comte x Reader) (Fluff)

Broken Dam (Comte x Reader) (Fluff)

His Desire (Comte x Reader) (Smut)

An Appetite for Pleasure (Comte x Isaac) (NSFW) (Commission)

Tundra (Isaac x Reader) (Fluff)

Lecture of Love (Isaac x Reader) (NSFW) (Commission)

Payback (Leonardo x Reader) (Fluff)

Overflowing (Leonardo x Reader) (NSFW)

Morning Distraction (Leonardo x Reader) (NSFW) (Commission)

Confession at Midnight (Theo x Reader) (NSFW) (Commission)

Surprise (Theo x Reader) (NSFW)

Grief (??? x Reader) (Angst)

Final Goodbyes (??? x Reader) (Angst)

Galileo Galilei (IkeVamp OC) Fics

Character Information

Official Appearance

Art by some amazing people:

dragon-wilbert

ikemen-artist

steestea

Meeting

Rise and Shine

Scientists at Work

A Reprimanding

Shadow

Endurance

Lights of the Heavens

Back to School

It’s Here

Emergence

Secrets

Fics (IkeSen)

Comfort from Hideyoshi (Hideyoshi x Reader) (Fluff)

Just In Case (Hideyoshi x Reader) (NSFW)

Sick Day pt 1 (OC x Nobunaga) (NSFW)

Sick Day pt 2 (OC x Nobunaga) (NSFW)

Don’t Move (Kenshin x Reader) (NSFW)

[ikemenprinceconqueringbeast]

😍🥰🤗

Their 😮 expressions are so cute

[xxsycamore]

So you remember my pizza fic right

>>link<<

So i searched the word pizza in it and made a compilation on paint:

Tell me your favorite line. Mine is "Ah, pizza again."