#jin grandet fluff

[randonauticrap]

The Future of Memory Lane

Pairing ~ Jin Grandet x Reader

Word Count ~ 2.1k

Author's Note ~ Well, with a request like "Wool coat/blanket over shivering shoulders", plus my favorite man in the world, of course I got carried away! Thank you so much for this request, @kissmetwicekissmedeadly !!! I hope you enjoy me just basically gushing about Jin in fic form for 8 minutes. hehe

Warnings ~ Mentions/insinuations of smexy times, but none actually written

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And happy official First Day of Fall for everyone in North America! IT'S FINALLY HERE!

The night air was cool, laced with a brisk wind and crunchy leaves that followed its urging. The festival lights were bright and welcoming, a warm invitation to sample the vivacious life that bubbled in the town square, and you and Jin took that invitation with open arms. You sat on a bench in the midst of a bustling evening, filled with laughter and the smoky scents of the dishes made with autumn harvest. Children participated in a pumpkin carving contest not too far away and you watched as mothers and fathers helped their young ones use the sharp knives to bring to life the spooky designs that could only come from a child’s mind. Yours and Jin’s pumpkins sat beside you on the ground, waiting for their turn to be carved once you returned to the palace. 

“Hope ya didn’t miss me too much.” your lover’s voice came from your right and you turned to face him, an eager smile already on your lips. 

“I always miss you too much.” you giggled as he sat down and handed you a basket with all sorts of food inside. The smell was intoxicating and you nearly neglected the use of your fork just to dig in faster. But upon remembering all you had to carry, you thought better of getting your hands sticky and picked up your utensil. “Thanks for the food, Jin.” you plopped your head against his shoulder and he chuckled, pulling you closer to his side. 

“Sure, sweetheart. I couldn’t let the most beautiful woman here go hungry.” 

You nuzzled his warm body and let out a laugh, your cheeks reddening in a giddy blush as you chased away the chill in the safest place you’ve ever known: right in this man’s arms. The two of you munched on your food and watched the people smiling around you, oblivious to the prince and his lover in their wake, and that’s just the way you and Jin liked it. Blending in allowed you to enjoy dates like a regular couple, without the peering, judging eyes that befell royalty every day in the palace. 

The wind began to pick up as you and Jin discarded your empty baskets and walked around the stalls, all lit up with little twinkling lights and candles. You came across one of your favorite jewelry merchants and started looking through the pieces he had brought this time. The gems were all delicately wrapped with beautiful iron detailing, and each was a representation of something to do with the autumn season. As per tradition, you and Jin each picked out a piece for the other, paid the merchant after thanking him, and made your way further up the cobblestone street. 

"Here we go." Jin declared as you reached your favorite coffee shop. Your smile widened and you wrapped your arms even tighter around Jin's bicep, excited about what you knew was coming next. 

The little bell clinked as Jin opened the door for you and the wave of coffee bean scent hit you. Your eyes fell closed and you breathed in the cozy, familiar scent of memories from many years of shared joy. Strong arms wrapped around you from behind and you giggled, the musky scent of your lover only adding to the bliss. "Know what you want, sweetheart?" He murmured in your ear and you nodded, letting him propel you to the counter, his warm hands never leaving your sides. 

You ordered your favorite: pumpkin flavored coffee and a piece of toffee cake, always made freshly at the beginning of each day once the weather turned cold. Jin ordered his favorite: caramel flavored coffee with pumpkin syrup, and a piece of honey chocolate cake, and you both made your way to the seats outside in the cool night air, your favorite booth left open in anticipation of your visit. You slid in next to the stone wall and gazed out at the lights from the festival, sighing happily when Jin scooted in next to you and provided you with his warmth. 

"Ready?" He leaned down and pressed the gentlest of kisses against your lips and you hummed against him, pulling him closer. 

"Mhm," you murmured, tugging him back down for another kiss before turning away to grab your bag from the jewelry merchant. Jin did the same, and when you turned back around, he was holding a little terracotta ring box in his hand. 

"Sweetheart, I never thought I'd get to have a love like this… but ya proved me wrong. You showed me that love isn't a curse, and it doesn't have to end the way my parents' did," he paused, coughing to hide his emotions, and you wrapped your arms around his waist, tucking your head under his chin. All the love, pain, grief, joy, and comfort that this man had given you the last three years came rushing back to you in an instant a the thought of what you assumed he was about to say, and you fought to hold the tears back before he could finish. You nodded silently and he continued. 

 "I… I want to make you happy, for the rest of your life. I want to be the man that lives up to all your fairytale dreams. I may not be able to do that, but I wanna try. I wanna be yours forever and I want you to be mine too. Will- will you marry me?" 

The moment the words left his lips, you let out a sobbing laugh and smiled up at him, tears beginning to streak your face. The look of momentary panic on his face had you cupping his cheeks and kissing him with all your might. "Jin of course I will. Of course I'll marry you!" You cried, and threw your arms around his neck. His entire body slumped with relief and he returned your embrace, crushing you to him and nearly taking your breath away. 

Swept away in a tidal wave of emotion, neither of you noticed the little crowd of townspeople that had gathered to watch the excitement, until they began to clap and celebrate your joy. "Oh!" You gasped in surprise and you both finally broke apart in a daze, and glanced around at everyone clapping for you. 

Jin smiled at them, then down at you, the love in his eyes set newly ablaze as he stared down at his fiancée; the only woman who had ever successfully broken through his salacious exterior to see the man within. You were smiling and giggling, thanking the townspeople, but all Jin saw was you. All Jin would ever see again was you, and he was completely fine with that. 

The rest of your coffee shop date passed in hushed giggles and loving touches, and before long, the festival crowd was dying down and it was getting late. "Well, ready to go home, future Mrs. Grandet?" Jin beamed down at you as he stood from the booth and held his hand out. For the thousandth time that evening, a joyful laugh bubbled out from between your lips. 

"I am, my darling future husband." You responded in kind, taking his hand and letting him pull you up. 

"Then we shall take our leave." He continued the silly posh accent as he wrapped your hand around his arm and led you back through the coffee shop and out into the night. You were always safe with Jin, his big, tall frame too intimidating to be pounced upon, so walking the streets with him, even in the evenings, never worried you the way it used to. It was a comfortable walk; a walk you had watched lovers take all your life; a walk you never thought you'd experience for yourself. That is, until 3 years ago. Then you finally understood how every moment was so precious, and every step meant something when you were with the right person. 

You were as close to Jin as you could possibly get, but it still didn't feel like enough. Would you ever get close enough? You pondered the thought lazily as the two of you walked back toward your carriage on the other side of town, when…

plop!

plop plop! 

"Oh man," Jin said above you. "We're about to get real wet. And not the fun kind. Hold on, sweetheart." And in a single second, you'd been lifted into your prince's arms, and not a moment too soon. The sky opened up and the rain began to pelt you both. It was a cold autumn rain that put a chill in your bones upon contact, and you squealed, clutching Jin's shoulders tightly as he ran. The carriage had still been pretty far, but Jin's long legs carried you there in half the time your own could have, however not before allowing the rain to completely soak the both of you. You clambered into the carriage with Jin right on your heels. He gave some hurried instructions to the driver before pulling the door closed and pulling you close to him. 

The carriage arrived at the palace after several wet, shivering moments, and a butler came out to greet you both with a large umbrella in hand. Thankful for the cover, you both hurried along beside him into the palace and once inside, Jin tugged you towards his room. 

"Thank you for carrying me. I never would have been able to run that fast." You laughed as you toweled off your wet hair in Jin's bedroom. You tossed the towel to him next and he mimicked your actions before stripping his shirt from his soaked body and toweling it too. 

"Course, sweetheart. I'm sorry your prince couldn't keep you from getting wet." He smiled sheepishly. 

"Oh, it's fine." You giggled. "Rain is just water. We basically just took a shower outside." 

"Have you forgotten what we do in the shower?" He cocked his eyebrow at you, unimpressed, and you blushed, images of exactly what you and Jin normally do in the shower dancing through your mind. 

"Oh absolutely not." You laughed, wiggling your eyebrows at him. 

"Good, I wouldn't want to find out that my beautiful fiancée could forget our time together." He grinned, the mirth once again in his eyes. 

Fiancée. 

The word hit you then like a freight train and you paused all movement, staring at Jin as if taking him in for the very first time again. You were pledged to be married to this insanely handsome man before you. It was almost too wild to believe. But as his eyes met yours again, it seemed so obvious. Of course it was him, no one else could ever compare. 

Jin hadn't noticed your revelation, and instead was busying himself with pulling several thick blankets from his closet. You only noticed that he had lit up the fireplace when he came to drape one of the blankets around your still shivering shoulders and lead you to his sofa. He sat down first, then pulled you into his lap, cradling you against his bare torso. Your fingers automatically began to trace the lines and dips in his skin, a habit you had formed early in your relationship and never intended to drop. 

"Oh hey!" You exclaimed suddenly. "I got so excited about your proposal that I forgot to give you what I got you from the jewelry stall!" You hopped up and rummaged through the pocket of your discarded jacket and pulled out the little bag and brought it back to Jin. You sat back down in his lap and pulled a pendant out of the bag. It was two deep blue sapphires encased in iron hearts and woven together in a beautiful design. "For your jacket lapel." You added as he brought his hand up to cup the tiny piece of art.

"It's incredible." He murmured, staring at it with a certain reverence you only get to see from him when you're alone. "Thank you baby." He muttered, pulling you close and pressing his lips to yours several times before letting you settle back into his arms under the blanket. 

"You know this blanket is going to be so soaked, right?" You said after several moments of silence, leaning your head against Jin's shoulder. 

"Yeah, that's why I got two out. We're gonna warm up right here first, and then we're gonna take a nice, hot shower, dry off, and we're coming right back to this spot. This is a special night, ya know. I wanna make it last as long as possible."

You giggled and cupped his cheek with your palm before allowing your fingers to explore the nape of his neck and his damp hair. You pulled him down to kiss you and his grip on you tightened. You pulled back just enough to whisper against his lips, "I love you, Jin Grandet." 

"I love you too, sweetheart; my amazing future wife. Happy anniversary." 

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[beneathashadytree]

SOPHISTICATION - JIN GRANDET X READER

Warnings : pretty suggestive, reader is gender-neutral!

Genre : sensual fluff

Word count : 0.7K words

Additional notes : This was entirely inspired by @randonauticrap ‘s—very relatable—rants about Jin, and @atelier-the-atelier ‘s post from a while back about the elegant, mature vibes Jin exudes. It’s been living in my head rent-free😮‍💨

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Jin’s hands were big; big enough to span the entirety of their lower back when he wrapped them up in his arms like this. It was equal parts comforting and exhilarating, mellow pleasure shooting down their spine with every gentle caress of their skin.

Crossing their legs to sit upright properly, they leaned even further into his embrace, almost melting into his lap. He smelt of sandalwood and patchouli, a mix so heady and rich it almost caused them to shiver with the subtle want that always lingered whenever they sat with their lover.

With the elegance only a regal Rhodolitian prince could have, he took a sip of the expensive wine in the crystal glass in his hand resting on the armchair. In the most enticing way possible, his lips—once removed and knowingly smirking at them, like he knew perfectly well just how his appearance affected them—were stained rouge and damp.

As he invited them to have a taste with a slight slant of his wine glass, Jin’s daring fingers trailed down, tantalizingly close to their backside. Garnet eyes roved over their entire figure languidly draped over him, so closely entwined in a way similar to how they always were between the sheets.

Their throat bobbed with every swallow of the slightly-sweet alcohol, and Jin’s narrowed eyes caught every subtle movement. Their own sparkling eyes met his, and the mere look in them was like a sensual beckoning to him, or a salacious caress with the moon as their only witness.

“You like it?” His voice was barely above a whisper, the rich baritone warming them down to the very tips of their feet—or perhaps that was the wine, paired with his palm massaging them through the thin fabric of their loungewear.

Jin smelled and sounded far too intoxicating for them to even muster anything but a barely-there nod. And they certainly couldn’t make out exactly what they were saying they liked—was it the sting of the expensive liquor? Or was it his undivided attention, and the unabashed desire in his eyes?

In all cases, they wanted more. A bold hand crept through the top of his unbuttoned shirt, usually so crisp but now rumpled in a way reminiscent to how they always left him after a tryst of passion. He was the image of pure eroticism and adoration, all in one ridiculously elegant package.

And they loved every bit of him.

They stroked the hard planes of his chest, a satisfied little smirk of their own making its way on their face as they felt his heartbeat thumping against their palm. After all this time, they still reveled in the way they flustered him, regardless of how poised and charming he tried to appear on the outside. That was the cool façade of a man head over heels in love, and they could always see through Jin’s.

“I’d say you liked it more,” they chuckled, lightly scraping their nail against the exposed tan skin and getting a thrill out of the shiver that coursed through his body. His eyes flashed, and for a moment they could swear that his passionate gaze had turned rather desperate.

Somehow, he managed to find the words. “I’d like it even more if we spent the rest of the night in bed.”

“And what exactly do you have planned for us in bed?” They toyed with the threads of his shirt; anything to busy their fingers and feign nonchalance, despite him consuming their every thought at the moment.

“Sit and talk for a while. Y’know, I really miss you when you’re not with me,” Jin mumbled, leaning in to press a soft kiss to their temple, before breathing out a laugh at the way they fidgeted in his lap. “Kiss a little. Take our time with that.” His other hand, now free of the wine glass, reached up to thumb at their dewy lips as he grinned disarmingly. “Maybe even make love until the break of dawn?”

It was all-too-tempting to give in to their lover’s whims; fantasies that they knew they’d enact—and then some. With their heart pounding in their chest with anticipation, they wrapped their arms around his neck, swallowing thickly and watching his corded muscles flex with the shifts in movement as he began to lift them up. Too easy; it was far too easy to get lured in by his timeless, effortless beauty.

“Yes to all of that,” they sighed, a little dreamily and very much in love all over again. “Let’s make up for lost time, Jin.”

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[writingwhimsey]

Hi Whimsey and congratulations on 400!! ⭐⭐⭐

I'd like to make a request:

Jin with the following prompt: Suitor reacts to seeing MC/reader as bride on wedding day

Thank you and here's to the next milestone!! 💜💜💜

Thank you Violett! Here is some sweet and fluffy ikepri Jin!

400 Follow Celebration

Fluff Headcanon: Suitor reacts to seeing MC/reader as bride on wedding day

Suitor: ikepri Jin

Jin never thought he would see this day. He never imagined marrying anyone. Then he met you. Now he couldn’t imagine NOT marrying you. It would be a crime to not marry you in all honesty. He’d been the happiest he’d ever been since meeting you. He was over the moon when you’d said yes to his proposal. But nothing could have prepared him for how happy was on the actual day.

He stood at the altar, waiting for you. He was a mixture of nervous and excited as he waited for you to make your grand entrance. You hadn’t let him see your dress or even given him a hint as to what you had picked out. 

Flower girls sprinkled pink rose petals down the aisle. The music the band played changed and the curtains at the back of the church parted. You stood there, dressed in the most exquisite white dress, carrying a bouquet of pink roses. Your hair done so elegantly. Everything about you looks even more beautiful than he could have possibly imagined.

Jin feels his heartbeat picking up as you slowly make your way closer to him. When you are finally standing beside him, his breath catches. He’s never seen anything more beautiful. He smiles as you two join hands and the ceremony begins. He is unable to take his eyes off of you. He can’t help the huge smile on his face nor the way his heart is racing out of control.

During the ceremony, he can’t help but to mouth to you how much he loves you and how beautiful you are. When the ceremony concludes and he’s pulling you in to seal your vows with a kiss, he smiles at you. “I’m lucky to have the most beautiful bride.” He says before pressing his lips to yours, making you two officially husband and wife.

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[xxsycamore]

𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭, 𝐓𝐨𝐨

↬   🧡 Jin has been acting strange today. Before you can make a connection between all the strange things happening all day, he's got you head over heels for him once again.

Jin Grandet x f!Reader • rating: G • tags: Fluff; Established Relationship; Married Characters; Aged-Up Character(s)• wordcount: 1,111 • masterlist

For Cozytober 2023 by @randonauticrap . Prompt - No. 14: Lord Huron - The Night We Met Lyrics - "I had all and then most of you/Some and now none of you/Take me back to the night we met"

a/n: HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MADAME L!!! Here too, I want to wish you a very happy birthday, may your day be filled with all things you love, and I'll help a little bit by offering you this humble gift... I hope you enjoy, our dear resident Jin lover 🥺❤❤❤

Jin has been acting strange today.

It was around noon when you began looking around for him, remembering the plans you two made for your day off. It's strange that he hasn't monopolized your time since the very second you opened your eyes in the morning... which made you all the more determined to be the first to find him and not the other way around.

Strangely, everyone you ask gives a different reply as to where they saw him last. Leon for one sounded very confident about seeing him in the training grounds - while Yves was sure he had stopped by the kitchen just a couple of minutes ago.

You stand helpless in front of the palace gardens, autumn leaves dancing in the air with a gust of wind, as if to highlight the lack of any presence in the vast open space stretching out ahead of you. You sigh, noting the position of the sun and how it's been following you in your quest to find your lover, rolling across the sky faster now that the days are getting shorter.

You reach the sitting area and a gasp comes out of your mouth as if you refuse to believe your eyes. There, on the pink settee, that's definitely Jin just casually lounging around...

"Did you get lost in the palace?"

Lost? In the place you've been living for so long now?

"You look as if you just saw a ghost. Come here... this was our meeting spot for today, did you forget?"

Oh.

"Maybe I did? I don't know. I'm a bit distracted these days."

Jin smiles sweetly at you, standing relaxed as you take a seat next to him. As soon as you're close enough, however, his demeanor changes as he almost pounces on you, stealing your breath as he plants a passionate kiss on your lips.

You guess he missed you?

What you expected to end as soon as it began becomes deeper and fiercer, and even though you chuckle and pull away to ask him what's with him today, he doesn't let go. He just keeps on kissing you.

"I think I could spend my life with a girl like you."

Face burning red, you decide not to pay too much mind to the oddness of it and to enjoy his showcase of love instead.

It's evening when you get summoned to Leon's faction room. The fourth prince soothes your worries but still insists all of you wait for Jin before starting.

At last, Jin shows up. Takes out a lollipop. Banters with Yves. Tousless Yves' hair. Attempts to tickle Yves.

"Do we really have to do this part as well?!"

Huh?

Leon is quick to steal your attention with a well-timed cough before he addresses, at long last, the reason you're all gathered here. Apparently, it's something about an upcoming gathering with officials from abroad and it has to do with making a good first impression when it comes to introductions. You suggest Chevalier's faction should be the one working harder at these, but Leon only gives you an understanding look before asking Jin to introduce himself first.

"Jin Grandet. 34 years old, still in the prime of my youth. I'd say my best feature is those charming eyes of mine."

Before everyone can roll their eyes, and despite the fact that you feel the urge to do so yourself, you chime in: "Well, he's right."

Jin winks at you and continues.

"My hobbies are my wife, my wife, and my wife."

"You're the worst."

"You never shut up about your wife."

Noting the mood of the other princes based on these comments, Leon uncrosses his arms and calls it a night. Just like that. You thought he was way more tolerant and used to Jin's antics by now... and you also thought you'd be stuck here for much longer. But in the next second, you find yourself in the room alone with Jin who looks as if he has no intentions of getting up from the couch anytime soon.

He shifts the lollipop from one side of his mouth to the other with his tongue, the hard piece of candy clinking softly against the back of his front teeth.

"Sooo?" You ask, approaching him. "Are you going to tell me what all of this is about, already?"

"Why don't you take a seat?"

You spend a whole two seconds considering his offer before you sit down close enough to him that your knees are touching. The question still present in your eyes, you hold his gaze demandingly.

"I was thinking about you a lot lately."

"Jin, you always think about me-"

"And about the night we met. Well, the night I introduced myself to you."

All the pieces fall right into their places. That day, two years ago... you got lost in the palace, wandering off until you accidentally witnessed Jin kissing a woman in the garden, and...

When your mind goes to that place, your new, fresh memory of Jin kissing you breathless right there just earlier today domineers over the initial one.

And then when night fell, you now remember, you were right here in this very room, and...everything was just as it happened just now.

"You...recreated that day? But why?"

"Because I hate myself for giving you a bad first impression like that. I was such a fool. I had no idea how special you're going to become to me and... I don't want you to look back at those memories and remember me by all those awful things. And I wish I could rewrite much more than that first day. But unfortunately, I can't."

You take hold of Jin's face, suppressing the urge to seal his lips with your own so he doesn't say another word. Emotion rushes through you, and you lay your forehead against his shoulder instead.

"Jin, I could never trade our first memories together for anything. You know why? Because they're the proof of the long path we walked towards here."

Jin is at a loss for words, evident by the way he freezes and only after a few silent moments does he shift a little so he can stroke your back. When that ceases being enough to communicate how touched he is, he gently guides you to look him in the eye again.

"I love you more than anything. I love you so damn much."

You chuckle, rubbing your thumb across his chin as you get closer.

"Do you remember your next line?"

"No, I don't."

"If you keep staring at me like that, you're gonna make me think the feeling is mutual."

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[ikeromantic]

Hiiii, I hope you’re doing well, Happy Holidays, if you celebrate. Congratulations on 1k followers 🎉🎉🎉

For your event can you do Jin, in his room, with eggnog?

Ty

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Happy holidays to you as well, and a happy new year! Thank you for the well-wishes ^_^ Let's celebrate with Jin, hm? Approx. 500 words of Jin, getting MC warm inside and out! IkePri New Years Event story!

Jin leaned back against the window frame, a glass of whiskey in hand. The only light in his room was the low-burning fire and the light in his lover’s eyes. She sat demurely at the edge of his bed, ballgown arranged in a glittering circle around her like the petals of flower. 

“I’m surprised you wanted to leave the party early.” She fiddled with the bracelet at her wrist, turning it this way and that. “I hope it wasn’t because of me,” she added quietly.

“Is that so?” He took a sip from his glass, feeling the warmth of it in his chest, a pale echo of the fires banked in his heart.

She sighed. “I know I’m still awkward at these kinds of parties. All those nobles . . . testing me, pushing me . . . I hope I didn’t -” A hard twist of the bracelet at her wrist popped the clasp, and the glittering string of gems fell to the floor. 

Jin set his glass down and knelt to pick the bracelet up. He looked up at her with a half smile. “What are you worried about?” 

“Just that you had to leave the party because I wasn’t comfortable.” She took a deep breath, clearly ready to launch into an apology.

He trailed his fingers up her calf, the silk of her stockings catching on his calloused hands. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Jin chuckled. “I brought the best parts of the party back to my room.”

She cocked an eyebrow, curiosity clear in her expression.

Jin slid her skirt up just enough to bare her thigh, and kissed the spot where her stocking ended. “You and me.”

Her cheeks went hot and her gaze skittered across his room, looking at anything but him. She was so adorably shy, he thought, even though this was far from their first time. “I -” she cleared her throat, “I didn’t expect you to say that.” 

“No?” He let his lips brush her skin as he spoke and saw the way her skin dimpled. 

She made a little, precious gasp and bit her lip. “You could try to be serious, you know? When you tease me like this I can’t think!” 

Jin laughed again and pressed another kiss further up her leg. “It’s not teasing when I mean it.” 

That brought a smile to her lips and another sigh, this one happier. “You are ridiculous, you know that?”

“Hmm? Because I can’t keep my hands off the woman I love?” 

She giggled. “Something like that.”

He fluffed her skirt further up, creating a poof of lace and glimmering silk. “Oh good. I thought you might have a real complaint. Now . . . if we can just get this dress out of the way, I’ll show you just how ridiculous this man can get.”

“Mmm, I have a feeling I’m going to miss out on the fireworks at midnight.” She began to undo the buttons on her bodice.

Jin kissed a line up her inner thigh, stopping at the hem of her panties. “If my lady wants fireworks, I’ll give her fireworks to remember all year.” 

She gave another laugh, this one a bit breathier. “That sounds like a promise.”

“It is.”

[kalims-pessimist-bestie]

Take a Break

Jin x Royal Scientist!OC

CW: none, just some sickening sweet fluff

Word Count: 1583

Part of the Ikemen Library Valentine’s Gift Exchange

A gift for @olivermorningstar

Thank you @ikemenlibrary for hosting :) 

–

Valentine’s day wasn’t something Oliver really cared about. When working in the palace, everyday is just another work day. He was appreciated among the rest of the staff, receiving little tokens of appreciation while he continued to work in his lab. Sometimes he’d hear a distant “Happy Valentine’s Day!” from down the hallways, and a face would briefly cross his mind before resuming his work. He had work to do. There has been a small outbreak of sickness in the townships closest to the palace, and Sariel entrusted the task of creating a cure to him. It wasn’t an illness that was fatal by any means, but the people were suffering regardless. 

Jin, on the other hand, couldn’t stop thinking about what he could do to impress the good-natured scientist. Despite the casanova of Rhodolite’s 7 princes, he was at a loss for what he could do to make this day special. Everyday since he started working as the Royal Scientist, Jin would find an excuse to stop by the research labs, letting Oliver ramble on about the newest information and how close he is to finding a cure. He knows it’s been harder recently though. Oliver’s rants have gone from excitement and anticipation to confusion and frustration. This illness appears harder to cure than he previously anticipated. Jin believed in him. No one else in all of Rhodolite could whip up antidotes and cures quite like Oliver, and he wanted him to know that. That’s when the idea hit him.

Oliver banged his fist on the desk, frustration consuming him entirely. This shouldn’t be so hard to solve. He knows he’s cured harder illnesses than this. Why was this one giving him so much trouble? The scientist was so focused that he didn’t hear the door to the labs creek open, the 1st prince walking in and taking a seat on the counter near him. 

“Any new updates, kid?” Jin asked, fully expecting Oliver to vent out his anger. Instead though, Oliver looked over at him, tears of anguish threatening to spill over. 

“I can’t let Rhodolite down. The people need me but I don’t know what to do,” his fists hitting the desk again, his cup of pencils rattling slightly. “I’ve visited with infected patients, taken samples of saliva, blood, and grosser bodily fluids. I’ve spent days doing everything I can in my power to figure out what kills this illness, just to come back with nothing!” The tears finally fell, dotting his cheeks. Jin walked over and crouched down next to him, his hands gently swiping away the sadness on his face. 

“Let’s take a break, Oliver,” Jin’s face in a gentle smile. He handed him a lollipop, one of the many Jin keeps with him. 

“I can’t afford a break right now!” Oliver let out a frustrated sigh. “Sariel gave me a task and I need to complete it.”

“When does this task need to be completed by?” Jin asked knowingly.

“Well,” Oliver thought for a moment. “There isn’t necessarily a due date for this, but there are people that need my help! I can’t go and take a break.”

“So there’s no due date but you’d rather work yourself half to death than rest for let’s say, an hour?” The look on Oliver’s face told Jin everything he needed to know. He knew Jin was right. He knew he wouldn’t get anything done in this state. Jin gestured forward with the candy one more time before Oliver finally took it. 

“Thank you for checking on me.” The gentle smile Oliver gave was enough to send butterflies through Jin’s whole body. Now it was time for Operation: Break Time.

-

The rose garden was empty except for Jin, Oliver, and the mountain of sweets in front of them. The smell of the garden mixed sweetly with the smell from the pastries, made by Yves. 

“I don’t remember the last time I had the opportunity to indulge like this!” Oliver’s eyes sparkled at the food, scouring around for which to choose first. Jin was already half finished with his first one.

“You looked like you needed some sugar and sunshine, kid.” Jin patted his head affectionately. His hand fell to the side of his face, gently stroking his cheek with his thumb.  “Now tell me what’s stunting your progress with your task.”

With a mouth-full of pastry, Oliver rambled on about how the side effects were similar to food poisoning, but it’s unnatural for food poisoning to affect such a large population. 

“So it’s not contagious, but it’s widespread. I’ve made an antidote that works temporarily, but results don’t last much longer than a few hours. I can’t pinpoint it.” The dejected feeling of failure was part of the scientific process, but he’s never been stunted on progress for this long. The mountain of pastries shrank before them until there was nothing but a few crumbs remaining. 

“Let’s go take a walk around the town. Maybe you’ll find some useful information out there.” Jin offered his hand. There were more reasons why he wanted to take him into town, but this was the easiest way to justify it to Oliver.

-

Oliver felt like something had to have been set up here. The town was livelier than usual, but maybe it was just Valentine’s Day. He looked up at the prince that escorted him around the town. Music playing from nearby musicians drifted through the streets and the townspeople looked happy. Jin looked at Oliver’s hand, pushing himself to grab hold of it before he heard a child complaining to his mother about a painful stomach ache. It also caught Oliver’s attention and he ran over to them. 

“Hi, my name is Oliver. I’m the royal scientist in charge of finding a cure to the stomach bug going around town right now.” After introducing himself, he reached into his bag and brought out a bag containing an orange, powdery substance. “Jin, can you please fetch me a cup of water? It’s a water-soluble antidote that should help.” The child’s mother looked fondly at Oliver and thanked him for his help. Jin returned with the water and handed it to Oliver. He began to pour the powder into the water before he noticed the water had speckles of something in it. 

“What’s wrong? Should I go and retrieve a different water?”

“Jin, where is this water sourced from?” The gears turned in Oliver’s head. He had a lead.

“The well that was recently put in town. It’s made it easier for the townspeople to get their water supplies.” A crease formed between Jin’s eyebrows. He knew Oliver had an idea and was ready to help in any way he could.

“The well has been such a big help to our town,” the woman mentioned. “Not only is there fresh water nearby, but people say that it grants wishes.

“Wishes?” Oliver and Jin said at the same time.

“You throw a coin into the well and they say any of your dreams can come true.”

“THAT’S IT!” Oliver began to run to the nearby well and sure enough, there was a pile of coins resting at the bottom. He pulled up a bucket of water from the well to inspect and the water had speckles of stuff in it too.

“Do you think?..” Jin began to trail off, looking at Oliver.

“I most definitely do. I think the older coins have begun corroding at the bottom of the well, releasing a toxin into the water.” Oliver turned to the lady and her child who followed them to the well. “Please use a different source of water for the time being. Mix this powder in with the different water and have him rest for a few hours. He’ll be better in no time.”

-

Back in the lab, Oliver ran tests on the tainted water, as well as the effects of the antidote on it. Jin sat nearby, watching in awe as he consumed another lollipop. 

“I think this is it!” Oliver penciled in some last pieces of information before closing his notebook. His eyes sparkled as he looked over at Jin, his face filled with relief. Jin could hear his heart beating in his ears. This might be why he liked the scientist to begin with. That look on his face indicating a job well done was Jin’s only kryptonite. 

“I didn’t doubt for a second that you would figure it out,” Jin placed a hand on Oliver’s head, roughing up his hair for a moment. He looked up at the 1st prince. Their eyes met briefly before they both turned their gazes away. Then a quick thought jumped into Oliver’s mind.

“Jin?” the young scientist asked.

“What is it?”

“I think I can take a proper break now.” He beamed up at Jin, who was already way ahead of him. 

–

The rose gardens were always the most peaceful at night. The stars in Rhodolite always twinkled brightly, and nothing in the world was quite as calming. The two of them sat on a blanket, discussing various things that Oliver might have missed while engrossed in his research.

“Most of all, kid, I missed getting to hang out with you.” A genuine smile graced his face as he finally reached over to hold Oliver’s hand. The blush creeping onto his cheeks was evident, but they paid it no mind. They were too lost in the stars they saw in each other's eyes.

"Happy Valentine's Day."

[nightghoul381]

Translation Masterlist

Category key: Fluff- ☁ Angst- 💔 Spice- 🌶 Smut-🔞

Ikemen Prince

3rd Anniversary Event~ A Beasts Dream:

Licht Klein:

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Nokto Klein:

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Silvio Ricci:

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Clavis Lelouch:

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Keith Howell:

Jin Grandet:

Melted by Aphrodisiac on this Night ～Fallen, Disheveled, Loved

Keith Howell:

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Ikemen Villains

Main Route Translation

Ellis Twilight-Masterlist

Black Wedding Event

William Rex:

Black Wedding Event Epilogue 🔞

Luxury Liner Event

William Rex:

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Jude Jazza:

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I Want to Know Every Inch of You

Ellis Twilight 🔞

No Room to Breathe

Ellis Twilight:

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Harrison Gray:

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Mirror Mirror, Who Will Fall into a Lewd Dream

Jude Jazza 🔞 William Rex 🔞 Ellis Twilight

Dead or Love

Ellis Twilight:

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Elbert Greetia:

Dark If

Jude Jazza:

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Ikemen Vampire

Doting Christmas:

Theodorus Van Gogh Isaac Newton

Erotic Dreams:

Theodorus Van Gogh

[aquagirl1978]

IKEMEN PRINCE HEADCANONS - SUITORS COMFORTING YOU DURING YOUR PERIOD (LEON'S FACTION - Leon, Yves, Jin, Licht)

Leon Dompteur

Leaning against the wall, you clutch your stomach. Swallowing your pain, you straighten and continue on your way to Sariel's office. Leon sees you and stops you; he saw you doubled over in pain. He tells you - no commands you - to return to your room to rest. You are in no condition to attend classes with Sariel. He offers to tell Sariel that you won't be meeting with him today. Leon later visits you in your room - to make sure you are still resting and to bring you some treats. He wants to climb into bed and cuddle you, but he sees you are still suffering, and instead offers to get you anything you want or need. When you decline, he sits in a chair nearby, waiting until you fall asleep. Too tired to get up, he falls asleep in the chair watching over you.

Yves Kloss

He watches you suffer through the tea party in discomfort. Waiting until Licht and Keith left, he gently asks you if you are okay. You deny it at first, insisting you are fine. But when you suddenly grimace mid-sentence, he knows all is not fine. He scoots closer to you, pouring you a fresh cup of tea and insists you drink all of it. Once you are done, he escorts you back to your room where he fluffs your pillows and tucks you in. He asks if there is anything he can get you - tea, a treat from the kitchen - and you decline, your stomach hurts too much to think about eating. Unsure as to what to do, Yves watches you awkwardly until you whisper that a hug would be nice. A hug? He can certainly provide that for you. He climbs into the bed next to you and gently wraps his arms around you. You let out a pleased sigh, the first smile Yves has seen on your face all day. He smiles back at you as you quietly drift off to sleep together.

Jin Grandet

You excuse yourself after nearly running into Jin in the hallway; the stack of books in your arms is so high that you could barely see over them. He takes the books from your hands and asks if he can help you carry them back to your room. You happily accept, appreciative of his assistance, especially since your cramps have been particially painful today. After inviting Jin into your room, you show him where to put the books. After doing so, he asks you to sit down. You look at him questioningly, but take a seat in a nearby chair. Jin stands behind you and sweeps your hair to one side. He tells you that he noticed you are a bit tired and not completely yourself. He rests his large hands on your shoulders, his thumbs tracing small circles on your skin, suggesting that maybe what you need is some pampering. He asks if this feels alright, and when you sigh softly, he continues to massage your shoulders. He leans down to whisper in your ear that he could do a better job if you lie down in the bed. Your cramps now forgotten, you climb into bed and allow Jin to work his magic hands on you for the rest of the evening.

Licht Klein

"What? you ask him, after noticing he's been staring at you an awful long time. "You look weird," he replied. Wrinkling your nose at him, you couldn't deny his assessment - you were not feeling quite right. You try to pass it off as nothing, brush the pain away, but he sees through you; he knows when something is wrong with you. Not one to coddle you, he pushes the last dariole to you, mumbling that he is stuffed and cannot eat another bite. He then yawns loudly, and prepares for bed. With a small smile, he pats the spot next to him, inviting you to climb in. Once settled in, covers tight around you both, Licht wraps an arm around your shoulder, guiding you to rest your head on his warm chest. Stroking your hair, he sang a soft lullaby, soothing you to sleep.

[wistfulwanderingone]

Whisked Together

Fandom: Ikemen Prince

Characters: Yves Kloss, Cassandra Bellerose; Leon Dompteur, Jin Grandet, (Clavis X OC story AU)

Tags: friendship fluff, Humor

Summary: Between playful banter, shared laughter, and a rose-infused tart in the making, a friendship deepens. But the peaceful morning takes a chaotic turn when two mischievous princes crash the scene.

Word Count: 2307

Timeline: 4 years after Bloodstained Rose Day, 6 years before the "Belle" year. (Takes place before Meeting in the Moonlight).

A/N: Introducing my new OC Cassandra, who is besties with Yves and Licht and romantically paired with Clavis Lelouch, Cassandra, who has been carefully crafted for him specifically. (More details at the end of the post).

(Thank you @dododrawsstuff for all the beautiful artwork you have provided for Cassandra's story so far!)

Whisked Together

“Here you go, milady.” The maid, curtsied and gestured towards a nearby door. The door was more simple and small than any of the others they had passed by on their way. “If you need anything else, please let me know.” She curtsied once more and turned to head back down the small hallway.

Cassandra pushed the wooden door open and stepped into a small kitchen in the back of the palace, she smiled at the immediate sense of warmth and comfort that washed over her. The room was bathed in the soft morning light filtering through large windows, casting a gentle glow over the rustic yet refined space. Copper pots and pans hung from a wooden rack above, their polished surfaces gleaming in the sunlight. The walls were adorned with hanging garlic and herbs, adding a touch of greenery and a hint of their earthy aroma to the air.

A large, sturdy wooden table dominated the center of the room, its surface slightly worn from years of use but lovingly maintained. It was scattered with fresh ingredients: ripe tomatoes, fragrant herbs, and a basket of vibrant red apples. On one end of the table, two tall candles in brass holders added a touch of elegance, their unlit wicks promising cozy evenings filled with culinary delights.

The stone walls and arched doorways gave the kitchen an old-world charm, while the modern appliances and well-stocked shelves spoke of a space designed for both efficiency and comfort. The countertop along the far wall was cluttered with various cooking utensils, neatly organized within reach. A few bottles of olive oil and vinegar stood beside a mortar and pestle, ready for the day's culinary adventures.

As Cassandra looked around, she couldn't help but smile and clasp her hands together in delight. This kitchen, with its blend of warmth and practicality, felt like the heart of the palace, filled with the promise of delicious food and shared laughter. She knew immediately there would be many wonderful moments spent here with her friends.

As if on cue, a door in the back swung open, and Yves, arms laden with baking goods, stepped out.  Cassandra scurried over to help take some things from his arms before he lost his grip on any of them. “So this is the palace kitchen…”

“Well, one of them,” he replied, depositing the load onto the table. “This one isn’t used by the palace staff, so it’s never very busy or crowded. Makes for a much more peaceful time baking.” He smiled warmly at her.

“The perfect atmosphere for baking with you!” she giggled, sweeping him into a big hug.

He blushed, slightly taken aback by her enthusiasm, but hugged her back with a genuine smile before stepping away bashfully.  “Yes, well, I suppose.”

Cassandra danced around the kitchen, taking in the scene once more and then looking through all the ingredients he had brought. “So what are we making today?”

Yves brushed a hand through his soft, honey-colored hair. “I’d like to try making a rose-infused savory tart. A bit unconventional, perhaps, but I think it will be delicious.”

Cassandra giggled and bumped his shoulder with hers. “Everything you make is delicious, Yves.” Her bright, green eyes were practically gleaming as she smiled at him. “I can’t wait to try it!”

“I want to make enough for the tea party and some for…”

“Your brothers?” Cassandra winked at him knowingly.

Yves cheeks rosied a little bit. “I suppose they’ve earned an occasional treat.”

Cassandra tried to bite back a grin but didn’t succeed. Yves was just the cutest thing and she could hardly stand it half the time.  He tried to act so calm and cool, but he was like a nervous, blushing cat and she adored that about her friend.

“You’re enjoying this far too much. Stop grinning like a fool,” he grumbled, trying to hold back a smile, “and get over here and help.” He fairly grabbed her hand and dragged her over to the table.

This time Cassandra couldn’t hold in her giggles and they burst out despite her best efforts.

“Please focus.” He handed her an apron before putting one on himself.

“I’m sorry, Yves, you’re just so cute!” she reached up and mussed his hair playfully with her hand.

“Now look what you’ve done. Please, Cassandra, let’s keep some decorum,” he said with a hint of exasperation, gently fixing his hair until it was perfect once more. “Now, if you can find it within you to focus, I’ll get the flour and salt ready. Will you cut that butter into small pieces?

Together, they worked in silence for a moment, Cassandra humming peacefully as she cut the butter next to Yves as he mixed flour and salt. Being with Yves, and of course Licht, when he was also with them, was so relaxing. Being in their presence had quickly become her happy place. In no time at all, they had a perfect camaraderie between them—one that Cassandra had desperately needed.

She watched as Yves combined the butter with the flour mixture, slowly adding the rose water as he mixed it into a dough.

“Yves, how long have you been cooking?”

“What do you mean?” He raised a sharp eyebrow. “I started when you got here.”

She giggled at his playful response. “I know you know what I mean. When did your interest in cooking start?”

“Well,” he began kneading the dough thoughtfully as he spoke, “I must have been quite small. I’ve always loved sweets. Sariel, who was our tutor at the time, once told me that if I learned to bake I could make any sweet I want any time I wanted it. I began spending afternoons sitting in the palace kitchen watching the staff make the meals, and I read cooking books, and then one day, Jin showed me this little kitchen and I started experimenting.”

“Were you a natural?” Cassandra asked, as she beat the ingredients for the filling together. 

“I’m Prince Yves Kloss, of course I was a natural,” he stated, his smile smug.

“Yves…” Cassandra said, a bit of a reprimand in her voice.

“Fine.” He heaves a theatrical sigh. “It took me a while to figure out a few things.”

Cassandra smirked back at him. “Thank goodness you are actually just like the rest of us.”

He narrowed his eyes playfully.  “And you, how long have you been cooking?”

“Not as long as that.” She continued to whip the filling as her she let her memories take her. “I had to wait until I was old enough to not only sneak into the kitchens without my parents or nanny noticing but also to light a fire by myself.”

“They didn’t want you to?”

Cassandra lifted her nose into the air and mimicked her mother’s pretentious voice. “Cassandra, a Bellerose lady does not cook, let alone spend time in the kitchens with servants.”

Yves scrunched up his nose distastefully. “I’ve never met your mother…but I feel like I have now.”

“Luckily, I think she’s given up on stopping me at this point. I mean she still turns her nose up or makes a comment when she sees me heading to the kitchen, but she doesn’t try to stop me.” Cassandra shrugged. “Maybe if I tell her one of the princes bakes, she will change her mind, and let me do it without guilt.”

“Just don't tell them which prince,” Yves replied sullenly.

Cassandra cast a curious glance his way, but Yves was absorbed in shaping the crust of the tart. She sensed a deeper meaning behind his simple words, a silent weight he wasn’t ready to share. Patiently, she resolved to wait. In time, she would help him realize he could trust her completely.

As Yves placed the crust to cook, Cassandra leaned back against the table for a moment. “When I was first experimenting with baking, I tried to make chocolate fondue for a tea party with my dolls. I succeeded in making the chocolate…but I tipped over the pot and spilled chocolate everywhere.”

Yves chuckled softly, glancing up at her. “That sounds like quite the disaster. I imagine your dolls were not pleased.”

Cassandra laughed. “No, they were not. I had to wash them all, and the kitchen was a mess. My sister found me and started to help me clean up the mess so no one would find out. But instead, we ended up having a chocolate fight. When my nanny found us, she was furious.”

Yves smiled warmly, his eyes twinkling with amusement. “Well, at least you had the right idea. And look how far you’ve come since then. We all have to start somewhere, right?”

He started gathering berries and rose petals, adding, “Once some of my brothers were in here while I was baking and Clavis showed up and started an argument and then we ended up throwing handfuls of flour at each other.  The kitchen basically turned into a winter wonderland.”

Cassandra giggled. “That sounds like fun.”

Smiling so happily, it warms Cassandra’s heart. “It was. Sariel banned me from the kitchen for a week. One of the longest weeks of my life. But those early mishaps just make the successes that much sweeter.”

Cassandra nodded, a grin spreading across her face. “You’re right. And now we’re here, making rose-infused tarts like seasoned chefs.”

Yves gave her a playful wink. “Exactly. Just promise me you’ll keep the chocolate fondue far away from our tarts.”

“As long as you only use the proper amount of flour and none becomes airborne.”

“No promises,” Yves chuckled.

By this point, the tart crust was ready, and the filling was perfectly mixed. Together, they filled the tart, singing a silly children’s song as they worked, their voices blending harmoniously in the cozy kitchen.

As they finished, Yves smiled and reached for a bowl of fresh berries. “Now for the finishing touch,” he said, arranging the berries on top of the tart with care.

Cassandra grabbed a small jar of honey. “And a drizzle of honey,” she added, her eyes twinkling with delight as she drizzled it over the berries.

Yves chuckled, admiring their creation. “It looks almost too good to eat.”

“Almost,” Cassandra echoed, grinning. She reached for a few fresh rose petals and mint leaves. “Let’s garnish it with these.”

They both stepped back to admire their handiwork. The tart was a beautiful blend of colors and aromas, promising deliciousness.

“It’s perfect,” Yves said softly, glancing at Cassandra with a gentle smile.

She smiled back at him, feeling a warm sense of accomplishment. “It really is. It almost looks too good to eat!”

Before Yves could respond, a familiar voice interrupted.

“What have we here?” Leon stepped into the kitchen, his eyes twinkling with curiosity, with Jin close behind him.

“I knew I smelled something sweet,” Jin added, sniffing next to Cassandra’s ear.

“Don’t even think about it!” Yves quickly stepped between the men and the dessert. “It’s barely finished.”

“That’s okay.” Jin grinned, leaning against the counter lazily as he turned to face Cassandra. “I think there’s something even sweeter standing right here.”

Yves’s cheeks reddened with annoyance and protectiveness. “Don’t even think about that either, you lecherous old man!” Jin covered his mouth to muffle his words.

“I don’t think we’ve met.” Jin bowed and took her hand in his, kissing each finger slowly. “My name’s Jin Granet. And I’m sure your name must be Miss Tempting Decolletage.”

“Jin!” Yves shrieked.

Cassandra’s face flushed slightly, but she held her composure. “My name is Cassandra Bellerose.”

Jin raised an eyebrow, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “Well, Lady Bellerose, with you and that delectable figure in here, I think the kitchen’s temperature just went up a few degrees.” 

Cassandra raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. “Does this kind of thing usually work for you?”

Yves couldn’t help but snicker at her retort.

“You’ll have to excuse my brother,” Leon said stepping between her and the other men. “He can’t handle himself around beautiful women. I apologize for his behavior, Lady Bellerose.” He turned to Jin, raising his eyebrow. “Would that be the Marquis Bellerose?”

Jin didn’t seem concerned in the least, still leaning nonchalantly against the counter.

“Yes, that’s my father.”

Leon offered a polite nod. “Well, it’s nice to meet you. I’m Prince Leon Demptour, fourth prince.”

Cassandra’s eyes widened in surprise. “Oh, Your Highness!” She curtsied deeply.

“Never mind that,” Leon smiled. “You don’t have to put on social airs with me. And I should point out this is Prince Jin, first prince.”

Her eyes widened further, and she glanced at Jin through her peripheral vision. “P-Prince Jin?”

“Yes, Prince Jin.” Jin pushed himself off the counter and sauntered over to her again. “That being said,” he continued, cornering her against a counter, “would you care to... find a more private corner with me?”

“Leon, get your hands out of that tart! That’s for tea today!”

Leon, caught with his fingers in the tart filling, licked them off nonchalantly as Yves stood glaring at him. “Are we invited?”

Cassandra used the distraction to distance herself from Jin, who didn’t seem distracted in the least as he followed her like a shadow.

“No,” Yves retorted angrily. “It’s for tea with Licht.”

Jin grabbed Cassandra’s hand again, a playful glint in his eye. “So about that private corner…”

Yves smacked his hand away, his patience wearing thin. “And Cassandra is OUR guest, not yours. Leave her alone, you sleazy snake!”

With that, Yves grabbed the tart in one hand and fairly dragged Cassandra out with the other. She tried to curtsy as he pulled her away, amusement and relief written across her face.

“And to think I was going to save them some of this tart!” Yves muttered as he led the way to the palace gardens.

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@candiedcoffeedrops @aide-falls @chirp-a-chirp @ithseem @aquagirl1978

@queengiuliettafirstlady

[randonauticrap]

Tranquility

Pairing ~ Jin Grandet x Reader

Word Count ~ 350

Author's Note ~ Thank you so much @violettduchess, for this wonderful request with Jin. Feel free to send more! And thank you to @maries-gallery for all the amazing encouragement. I love you both! And I've decided to add this to Violet and @aquagirl1978's event, Spring Showers, Spring Flowers with the prompt "Cottagecore". Hope you enjoy!

The breeze whisked your hair across your face, barely obscuring your eyes from observing the handsome face of your sleeping lover. For the man who usually gave orders laying down - in more ways than one - even you couldn’t deny how hard he had worked today. He had been taking his men through the new moves himself, fluid and dance-like in the way his feet pivoted and the sword in his hand flew through the sky as he turned. His garnet eyes had flashed with an excited ferocity that took your breath away, and you couldn’t help but let your eyes wander down to his rippling muscles; the ones you knew he had left on full display for your benefit. You admired the strength of your lover, but your favorite moments were those in which he was vulnerable for you. 

Such is a moment like this, his head nestled in your lap and one of his large hands encompassing your thigh, unconsciously squeezing it every so often as he slept. You smiled down at him, momentarily discarding the book in your hands in favor of running your fingers through Jin’s still-damp hair. He had insisted on a short swim in the nearby river to cleanse him of his perspiration before cuddling with you, not wanting to “Ruin your beautiful scent with my sweat”. The result was a near fully bare - and still somewhat wet - Jin Grandet, spread out like a large jungle cat in your arms. You pinched several of his chestnut locks between your fingers and leaned down to place a gentle kiss against the strands. It was soft, but coarse. It seemed befitting of the man it belonged to; a man who had all the makings of a war general when the need arose, but kept the kindest heart you had ever known just beneath the surface.

A contented mumble left Jin’s lips as your fingers crested the crown of his head and traveled back down and you chuckled quietly, not wanting to wake him. Your beautiful beast; he had found the queen of his pride at last.

~

Tags for the Lovelies: @aquagirl1978 @violettduchess @atelier-the-sleepy @rhodolitesroseforclavis @ikehoe @queengiuliettafirstlady @maries-gallery

[voltage-vixen]

‘Tis the Season for Love Content Creation Challenge Masterlist

Here’s the Masterlist from @xxsycamore’s and mine ‘Tis the Season for Smut Challenge! The featured content includes an assortment of creations, and includes works from the following fandoms:

Cybird    >Ikemen Prince    >Ikemen Vampire    >Ikemen Sengoku    >Ikemen Revolution Genius    >My Secret Spy Lovers Genshin Impact Mystic Messenger Obey Me Twisted Wonderland Voltage    >Ayakashi Romance Reborn    >Court of Darkness    >Destind: Mr. Almost Right    >Kings of Paradise    >Oops! I Said Yes?!    >Star-Crossed Myth

 A 🎨 next to a creation indicates it is artwork.

*Please be advised that some of the content created for this challenge contains NSFW content and to respect the creator’s warnings and labels while also reading at your own risk.

The Fluff Prompts

Starting with preparations way too early

Cybird

Ikemen Vampire

One More Christmas With You: Comte de Saint Germain x MC  @xxsycamore

Voltage

Star-Crossed Myth

Recovering My Star’s Shine: Zyglavis x OC  @fang-and-feather

Sipping hot chocolate and then stealing a kiss

Cybird

Ikemen Prince

Right Here: Clavis Lelouch x f!Reader  @scorchieart

Sipping Hot Chocolate and then Stealing a Kiss: Leon Dompteur x Reader  @violettduchess

Sipping Hot Cholate and Stealing a Kiss: Luke Randolph x Reader  @aquagirl1978

Ikemen Revolution

Sipping Hot Cholate and Stealing a Kiss: Harr Silver x Reader  @aquagirl1978

Ikemen Senogku

Sipping Hot Cholate and Stealing a Kiss: Kennyo x Reader  @aquagirl1978

Ikemen Vampire

Sipping Hot Cholate and Stealing a Kiss: Jean d’Arc x Reader  @aquagirl1978

Voltage

Ayakashi Romance Reborn

Like You as You Are:  Shizuki x MC  @lost-khione

Sweet Drink: Koga x MC  @lost-khione

Oops! I Said Yes?!

Cocoa Kisses: Shu Hasunuma x f!MC  @voltage-vixen

“Okay, maybe I DO need help putting the star on top of the tree.”

Cybird

Ikemen Prince

A Little Bit Short: Yves Kloss x Reader  @myonlyjknight

Make Me Reach for the Stars: Yves Kloss x MC  @xxsycamore

My Shining Star: Gilbert Von Obsidian x Reader  @aquagirl1978

“Okay, maybe I DO need help putting the star on top of the tree.”: Chevalier Michel x Reader  @violettduchess

“This gingerbread house just WON’T stay up!”

Cybrid

Ikemen Prince

A Chaotic Christmas: All princes, Emma, and OC in a platonic grouping  @myonlyjknight

A Sweet Moment: Yves Kloss x OC  @fang-and-feather

Ikemen Revolution

“This gingerbread house just WON’T stay up!”: Harr, Loki, and OC in a platonic grouping  🎨    @krys-loves-otome

Sharing a scarf

Cybird

Ikemen Prince

Scarf Sharing: Leon Dompteur x Reader @violettduchess

The Scarf: Licht Klein x Reader  @myonlyjknight

Warmth: Gilbert Von Obsidian x OC  @gilbertvonobsidian

Ikemen Sengoku

A Warm Winter Day: Kicho x Reader  @aquagirl1978

Sharing a Scarf: Kennyo x OC 🎨   @krys-loves-otome

Ikemen Vampire

Attention On Me!: Napoleon Bonaparte x MC  @xxsycamore

Mystic Messenger

Snuggles in the Snowfall: Jumin Han x f!MC  @voltage-vixen

“I said that I’d teach you how to ice skate, I didn’t say that I know how to ice skate.”

Cybird

Ikemen Prince

Ice Skating: Clavis Lelouch x Reader  @violettduchess

Voltage

Kings of Paradise

“I said that I’d teach you how to ice skate, I didn’t say that I know how to ice skate.”: Yosuke Sagara x OC 🎨  @cupidocherie

Forced to wear an ugly Christmas sweater

Cybird

Ikemen Prince

An Uncanny Resemblance:  Silvio Ricci x MC/Emma  @midwinterrmemento

The Ugly Sweater Party: Silvio Ricci x Reader  @aquagirl1978

Ikemen Vampire

Our Ugly Getalong Christmas Sweater Party: All residents of Comte’s mansion in a platonic pairing  @xxsycamore

Being the MC/LI’s fake date for a Christmas party/ball

Cybird

Ikemen Prince

Fake Date: Nokto Klein x OC 🎨  @krys-loves-otome

Mine For a Christmas Night: Jin Grandet x Reader  @xxsycamore

What a Difference a Year Makes - Chevalier Michel x Reader  @aquagirl1978

Genius

My Secret Spy Lovers

My Rescuer: Masamune Araki x Reader  @ikemen-prince-writers-posts

Voltage

Ayakashi Romance Reborn

Dancing Between Emotions: Toichiro/OC   @fang-and-feather

Surprising their partner in the morning with a new pet underneath the Christmas tree

Cybird

Ikemen Vampire

Birds Of A Feather: Dazai Osamu x MC   @xxsycamore

Voltage

Court of Darkness

Puppy Love: Toa Qelsum x MC   @chirp-a-chirp

Destind: Mr. Almost Right

The Gift of Family: Rei Rindoh x f!MC  @voltage-vixen

“Those clichéd traditions are exciting for me, now that I have you.”

Obey Me

It’s A Wonderful Life: Diavolo x gn!MC  @chirp-a-chirp

Twisted Wonderland

Traditions: Malleus Draconia x Reader  @ikemen-prince-writers-posts

Voltage

Ayakashi Romance Reborn

First Shrine Visit: Gaku x Futaba  @lost-khione

The Smut Prompts

Warming up together after a snowball fight

Cybird

Ikemen Prince

Warming Up Together After A Snowball Fight: Chevalier Michel x MC @ludivineikewolf

Genshin Impact

The Winnings of War: Childe x f!Traveler  @voltage-vixen

Wearing nothing but a ribbon around the neck

Cybird

Ikemen Prince

A Kitten for Christmas: Sariel Noir x Reader @norel-ravenclaw

Ikemen Vampire

I’m Yours Tonight: Arthur Conan Doyle x OC  @fang-and-feather

Fun under the blanket

Cybird

Ikemen Revolution

Fun Under the Blanket: Fenrir Godspeed x MC  @ludivineikewolf

Ikemen Vampire

Another New Year: Napoleon Bonaparte x Reader  @aquagirl1978

Bodies roasting by the open fire

Cybird

Ikemen Prince

Bodies Roasting By An Open Fire: Clavis Lelouch x MC  @ludivineikewolf

Ikemen Sengoku

Warlord Roasting By An Open Fire: Nobunaga Oda x f!MC  @voltage-vixen

“A kiss under the mistletoe doesn’t have to be where we stop.”

Cybird

Ikemen Prince

Don’t Stop: Jin Grandet x Reader  @aquagirl1978

Insatiable Cravings: Silvio Ricci x Reader  @ikemen-prince-writers-posts

Ikemen Revolution

Mistletoe Not Require: Zero x f!Reader  @chaosangel767

Voltage

Court of Darkness

Nothing Else to Compare: Roy Invidia x MC  @chirp-a-chirp

Star-Crossed Myth

Sweet Heat: Zyglavis x OC   @fang-and-feather

“I’ve decided I don’t want to be on the nice list this Christmas.”

Cybird

Ikemen Revolution

Dalim, Baby: Dalim Tweedle x f!Alice  @voltage-vixen

Ikemen Vampire

The Gift of Your Touch: Issac Newton x OC  @fang-and-feather

“Actually, there is one more thing on my wish list.”

Cybird

Ikemen Vampire

A Joyful Wish: Charles-Henri Sanson x Reader  @aquagirl1978

“Actually, there is one more thing on my wish list.”: Vincent va Goh x OC 🎨  @krys-loves-otome

Obey Me

A Wish Come True: Diavolo x f!MC  @voltage-vixen

“Those clichéd traditions are exciting for me, now that I have you.”

Cybird

Ikemen Prince

Yours For A New Year’s Morning: Jin Grandet x Reader   @xxsycamore

[da-birb-writes-sometimes]

Ikemen Masterlist

Unsure of how many of the games I'll write for, so I'm just labelling it broadly for now. Currently just for Ikepri though.

Angst: 🖤 | Crack: 🪅 | Dark Content: ⚠️ | Fluff: 💞 | Hurt/Comfort: ♡ | NSFW (18+): 🌶️ | Platonic: 🧡 | Romantic: 💌

Femme: 🌙 | Gender-neutral: ⭐ | Masc: ☀️

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Ikemen Prince

₊˚⊹♡ Domestic Faction ₊˚⊹♡

Leon Dompteur

Nothing yet

Jin Grandet

Nothing yet

Yves Kloss

Nothing yet

Licht Klein

Nothing yet

₊˚⊹♡ Foreign Faction ₊˚⊹♡

Chevalier Michel

Nothing yet

Clavis Lelouch

Nothing yet

Nokto Klein

Nothing yet

Luke Randolph

Nothing yet

₊˚⊹♡ Palace Staff ₊˚⊹♡

Sariel Noir

Nothing yet

Rio Ortiz

Nothing yet

Cyran Rose

Nothing yet

₊˚⊹♡ Foreign Princes ₊˚⊹♡

Gilbert Von Obsidian

Nothing yet

Keith Howell

Fics

The Fire & The Selkie ⭐

Silvio Ricci

Nothing yet

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You do not have permission to put my work into AI. If you are a minor, do not interact with NSFW works; you will be blocked.

[xxsycamore]

—𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘕𝘦𝘸 𝘠𝘦𝘢𝘳'𝘴 𝘔𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨

► SYNOPSIS:

Jin wakes up in your shared bed and reminisces about the events leading to you and him getting together.

But is the other side of the bed truly not empty, just like he remembers it being after many nights spend under the sheets with someone?

[Part two of Mine For A Christmas Night.]

▍jin x reader (not belle) ▍rating: M for implied sexual content ▍tags: Drama & Romance; plot for a multichapter fic told in just two parts; possible spoilers for jin's route; Getting Together; First Kiss; Sharing a Bed; Some Humor; Pillow Fights; Fake/Pretend Relationship; Alcohol; Implied Sexual Content; Morning After ▍wordcount:  2,307

▍masterlist

▍a/n:  Welcome to the multichapter fic that never happened. I'd love it if you tell me if this made you feel like you've been reading it for a long time! This "accidental plot" thing went too far... The previous part left out too many unanswered questions, and for the people who were asking for more, I decided to write a proper ending. Special tags for @leonscape @randonauticrap @pieground

It's my final fic for the year and I want to use the chance to thank you for all the support in 2022. If you're here, no matter if just for this fic or maybe for every one before that, Thank you.

Written for mine and @voltage-vixen’s ‘Tis The Season For Love challenge! PROMPT: "Those clichéd traditions are exciting for me, now that I have you."

Light penetrates into the room through the open blinds in the late morning.

Jin didn't bother to shut them the night prior; either he was too used to the gray skies of late December being unable to shake him from slumber as they were; or, he simply had other things on his mind while making his way to the bed last night. Of course, the answer is the latter, the unforeseen sunny morning of New Year's having nothing to do with it. But he wishes he could turn the sun off for the sake of another five minutes of shuteye. It's tough to have the motivational rays of the fresh beginning of the year pouring down on you when you're hungover, and his arm is getting numb way too fast when he uses it to block the light. He rolls over.

In the bits of his mind that are sober and awaken, he thinks about his approach; you should be right there next to him in this very moment, a breath away. You're very, very quiet, even if his ears buzz with enough noise to block out your soft sleeping breather. He doesn't want to open his eyes yet, he's not prepared to face you in your full morning glory, freshly made love to and with his marks all over your skin. He'd do something awfully out of his character and lose his wits; maybe retreat under the sheets, or stare dumbfounded, or be very, very quiet. All of it stuff that he hasn't faced in the course of his, erm, abundant experience of bedding someone.

He doesn't mind discovering new sides of himself; new year new me or something? He doesn't want to get reminded first thing in the morning of motivational quotes he's heard around the palace or the faces attached to them, not yet.

And last night, well, that's another story. Jin could stay in bed all day, connecting the pieces between one vivid scene and the other in the reel of his mind. The alcohol in his system failed to wipe out anything related to you, and lucky him, his whole world revolved around you last night. Just as it has been the day prior, and the other, backwards on the calendar to one fateful Christmas night and then some more.

He grins into the palm of his hand as he tries to rub some awakeness into his eyelids. He did put his mouth on yours last night as the fireworks set off in a picture perfect first kiss, too bad that you already shared one before that. He had commented out loud a few times now, how he was hoping to rewrite that memory for you. But deep down you both know that that kiss in the tavern was special in its own way.

He now allows himself to look back on it with a different taste in his mouth. Things start to have shapes as he remembers the empty tavern after closing time when he stayed until late in the night to help you out, as promised. The blinds were shut and you were isolated from everything beyond the four walls of the tavern, and it's easy to forget how life goes on out there. In one second he was laughing together with you, in the next, your chin was caught in his hand. Lips meeting lips. A miscalculated spur of impulsivity, as it is normal for those to play out. Not short enough to call it an incident, with both parties prolonging the act. As confusing as it was for him, he understood not to linger as you gazed away from him and bid him goodnight.

It's not like all of these days were having this bittersweet aftertaste about them, on others Jin found it way easier to sleep at night. On one, chasing after you here in the palace had been quite tiring, as his brothers kept showing you things around. Those who were willing to, anyway. No, he was glad that you showed some interest in the life of the royal palace, slipping in role as his partner for the course of the tour. You told him that night, that you had a great day and then cut the conversation short. Then a barrier of pillows was assembled in the middle of the bed you were rightfully expected to share with him.

Somehow, he was able to make it up to you - about that kiss and all that. Turns out being honest and admitting his on you crush was maybe the right thing to do. He explained about the plan with the pretend date being his way of testing if what he felt for you was really love. Which, it is. He let himself slip too, opened up about some things, about old tales of forbidden love and how they might not be so old, after all. He's just thirty, mind you.

He didn't mean to make you cry for him. Heck, he didn't even expect you to look at him with anything other than hatred.

The wind has been harsh that day, and the sky darkened, but snow never fell.

You were clutching hard into the fuzzy inside of his warm coat as if instead of hugging him you wanted to curl up and disappear whole into it. He found it adorable, but he also wanted you two to be even, so he hurried to take you back into the palace where it's warm. He'd opened up a whole lot already and it looked as if you had some old tales of your own to share. Maybe over a cup of your tea of your choice, granted that they have it in the palace's kitchen. And the possibility was high.

It felt like more than a week.

If his brothers thought they saw him the most triumphal he's ever been in his life when he walked with you under his arm on the grand Christmas ball, they had to see him doing the same but on New Year's eve. Well, they were told to expect that, but why would they? As unbelievable as your relationship was at the beginning, the moment the champagne purposefully flew from your glass directly on Jin's clothes, they had abandoned all hopes for something to come out of it. Not that those hopes were theirs to begin with. They only cared so much because Jin made a big deal out of finally settling down, for some reason.

On New Year's eve, you shined with more than the intricate jewels adorning your form. It was either very real and Jin had found his perfect partner, or, maybe it was the perfect partner for his little theater. The conspirators went on through the whole night, with the majority of the princes joining forces to prove that this absurdity is but a game, and they were the audience soon to be tricked into falling for it. Even Chevalier would reasonably refuse to be laughed at by Jin of all people, simply because he was asked his opinion of the legitimacy of all of this, and he gave a positive answer. Yves tried a roundabout way to nudge you into tactically giving him a sign if you've been made to do something against your will. You were either dumb or you were really enjoying yourself in Jin's company.

By the time it got late into the night, all seven of them were working together for the mutual goal. They knew their time was running out the less remained of the year; and by the time the fireworks went off and they witnessed a kiss on a remote corner of the large terrace from their makeshift hiding spots, Leon silently told the rest to leave the two alone. The expressions on their faced varied from regret for the lost time to disappointment to full shock, but there were some genuinely relieved ones.

Of course, Jin knows all of that because Leon already shared it all, finding it hard to keep this brilliant comedy to himself. There'd hardly be a second chance of hearing about Chevalier joining the bunch in hiding behind tall potted plants. It was the only five minutes Jin spend away from you that night, and even after the good laugh he still missed you.

The rest of the celebration was nice. After that, it only became nicer.

The pillow barrier was dissembled in a show of flying feathers and a play-fight that started more clothed than it ended. Mutually disarmed from your pillows, you both knew that there must be a better thing for two adults to do while drunk on New Year's night. Especially if they were inlove. The first few steps of this dance Jin was familiar with. The rest, you had to show him.

Laugher rumbling deep into his throat and accompanied by the hints of raspy morning voice, Jin realizes he's producing sounds loud enough to wake you. It's time to face the consequences of being inlove, no more hiding.

His lashes flutter as he struggles to focus his eyes in the way too bright room, but soon they're open. The first thing Jin sees by his side is…nothing at all. The bed looks as if noone at all has slept in there during the night other than Jin himself.

Panic creeps its way into his now fully awakened senses, and he raises up his body enough to scan over the room. You're nowhere to be found. His bare toes touch the cold tiles beneath as he pays no attention to where his slippers might have been kicked to, and he's diving in the cold world of his morning reality as unforgiving as he remembers it. Empty bed. The coldness of crossing the room without a single article of clothing on your body, but said coldness coming from inside out.

Maybe it was all another miscalculation, an impulse. Jin and you had become a real couple, something amidst it all, with a proper asking out on his end like he's never done before. You had agreed without much thought; an answer coming from the heart maybe, or maybe just an equal spur of impulse on your end as on his. The morning is wiser than the night and the latter always seemed to be when the two of you took most of your decisions. It's doomed to end like that.

"Jin, are you awake?"

The way the door was opened in one precise, silent motion, it's normal that Jin didn't hear anyone entering. The creaking of its closing which accompanied that question is what got to his ears. And the question was dressed in your voice, an unmistakable sound for his ears. Strong enough to pull him out of this delirium he created in his head.

"You are…"

"Late for morning cuddles, I know. Don’t fret, I'm sure you'll get your cuddles one of these mornings… I plan on keeping waking up here, after all."

Jin stares at you propping yourself on the armrest of the sofa, holding your cup to your mouth with both hands and enjoying the scent of the freshly brewed warm liquid inside. He feels like he can't talk anymore, or at least cannot say anything of matter right now.

"Did I, uh…ask for morning cuddles?"

"What, you don't remember?"

Jin's eyes follow the cup as it's being set on the nearby table, and in the next second warm hands wrap around his sides. When did you get this close?

"Don’t be so dense now! Here, you can have a hug for starters."

This is all a little too much for his heart; emotions fighting each other inside him but none of the negative kind. It's still not enough to keep him upright, and it's good that the bed is right there behind him.

"Oof!"

Your fall is saved in the extra softness of his chest and the bed underneath. Jin giggles first, surrendering to the absurdity of the situation. He really just thought here for a second that you abandoned him, when in reality, you probably woke up first and sneaked out of your warm bed for your favorite tea that you cannot resist. He keeps your head pressed down to his front because that's enough running away for the morning.

You giggle too, between struggles to get out of his gasp, and it only results on you coming up to the level of his face.

It's a kiss that noone has to think much of beforehand. Yet Jin puts it on hold, sucking on a breath. He discovers that he misses a damn lot of pretty sights of you up close while busy kissing you.

"Are you sure about that? If you stay here with me, you'll have to attend a bunch more of those banquets. Christmas, New Years, these are just a small portion of the occasions… it gets old after awhile. And all the stuff that comes with them, too. Traditions, customs…"

"Shhh, Jin." You put your finger in front of his lips, catching his mouth frozen while it stays in an "o" shape. "Quiet. Those clichéd traditions are exciting for me, now that I have you."

His lips tickle your finger as he moves his mouth, unable to keep shut after such remark.

"Liar."

You're done playing this game with him. You'd rather save your energy for all the little things you'd need to get him used to in a normal, proper relationship - with nothing pretended this time! And it was just yesterday when he was the one teaching you how to carry yourself as his girlfriend around the palace. Satisfied with the entertaining way the tables seems to have turned, you're now going to resume the kiss, and Jin better not have anything more to say right now.

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[spopsys-archive]

<3 | Ikemen prince

<3 | Jin Grandet

None yet

- — — — <3

<3 | Chevalier Michel

| What he may never see

Angst/comfort fic | Platonic mother and son relationship between MC and Chevalier | TW neglect, angst, murder, attempted assassination, injury mention, blood mention

| Burning love

Angst fic | TW death/ murder, arson, betrayal

| Nothing left to take

Yandere fic I TW yandere, abuse, blood. murder, obsessive behaviour, isolation, forced relationship/ forced co-dependancy

| Shy MC

Headcanon | Chevalier, Luke, Sariel and Nokto (separate) | TW Chev being Chev, Clavis and Nokto will never let you rest

| Jealousy headcanons

Headcanon | Nokto, Rio, Yves and Chevalier (separate) | TW jealousy, yandere-ish themes for Rio specifically and a little bit of hinting at it in Chev's kind of but not really???, questioning one's self worth/ insecurity

| Flirty and affectionate MC who gets flustered and defensive at returned affection

Headcanon | Chevalier, Licht, Leon and Clavis (separate) | No TW

| Upsetting and then comforting MC

Headcanon | Chevalier, Clavis and Rio (separate) | TW injury/near injury, Chevalier being rude, Rio keeping secrets

| Clumsy MC

Headcanon | Chevalier, Clavis, Luke and Silvio (separate) | TW Silvio being,,, Silvio. He's rude. Also a little bit of objectifying in the possessive sense??? I mean,,, it's still Silvio, yano?

- — — — <3

<3 | Clavis Lelouch

| All of the things I love about you

Fluff/angst-ish | TW self doubt, insecurity

| That little demon!

Platonic gen fic??? I TW medicine mention

| Truly and utterly drained

Comfort/fluff (mostly comfort) fic | TW fevers, stress, spoilers for Clavis" route (kind of)

| What happens now?

Angst with an almost kind of vaguely hopeful ending fic | TW insecurity, angst and self doubt

| Fall for me more

Fluff fic | No TW

| He doesn't want to think about it

Angst fic I TW death mention, death of a loved one, fear, crying, allusions to abuse, self loathing, spoilers for Clavis' route

| Depressed MC

Headcanon | TW depression, lack of motivation, a lil bit of self doubt, also a lil bit of self neglect, minor allusions to spoilers for his route

| Flirty and affectionate MC who gets flustered and defensive at returned affection

Headcanon | Chevalier, Licht, Leon and Clavis (separate) | No TW

| Upsetting and then comforting MC

Headcanon | Chevalier, Clavis and Rio (separate) | TW injury/near injury, Chevalier being rude, Rio keeping secrets

- — — — <3

<3 | Leon Dompter

| Flirty and affectionate MC who gets flustered and defensive at returned affection

Headcanon | Chevalier, Licht, Leon and Clavis (separate) | No TW

- — — — <3

<3 | Yves Kloss

| Jealousy headcanons

Headcanon | Nokto, Rio, Yves and Chevalier (separate) | TW jealousy, yandere-ish themes for Rio specifically and a little bit of hinting at it in Chev's kind of but not really???, questioning one's self worth/ insecurity

- — — — <3

<3 | Licht Klein

| Flirty and affectionate MC who gets flustered and defensive at returned affection

Headcanon | Chevalier, Licht, Leon and Clavis (separate) | No TW

- — — — <3

<3 | Nokto Klein

| Shy MC

Headcanon | Chevalier, Luke, Sariel and Nokto (separate) | TW Chev being Chev, Clavis and Nokto will never let you rest

| Jealousy headcanons

Headcanon | Nokto, Rio, Yves and Chevalier (separate) | TW jealousy, yandere-ish themes for Rio specifically and a little bit of hinting at it in Chev's kind of but not really???, questioning one's self worth/ insecurity

- — — — <3

<3 | Luke Randolph

| To let myself fall into your embrace

Comfort | TW mention of skipping meals and sleep

| Shy MC

Headcanon | Chevalier, Luke, Sariel and Nokto (separate) | TW Chev being Chev, Clavis and Nokto will never let you rest

| Clumsy MC

Headcanon | Chevalier, Clavis, Luke and Silvio (separate) | TW Silvio being,,, Silvio. He's rude. Also a little bit of objectifying in the possessive sense??? I mean,,, it's still Silvio, yano?

- — — — <3

<3 | Rio Ortiz

| General Rio dating headcanons

Headcanon | TW a few allusions to yandere behaviour and possessiveness/ jealousy

| Rio with a depressed MC struggling with motivation

Headcanon | TW depression

| Jealousy headcanons

Headcanon | Nokto, Rio, Yves and Chevalier (separate) | TW jealousy, yandere-ish themes for Rio specifically and a little bit of hinting at it in Chev's kind of but not really???, questioning one's self worth/ insecurity

| Upsetting and then comforting MC

Headcanon | Chevalier, Clavis and Rio (separate) | TW injury/near injury, Chevalier being rude, Rio keeping secrets

- — — — <3

<3 | Sariel Noir

| Shy MC

Headcanon | Chevalier, Luke, Sariel and Nokto (separate) | TW Chev being Chev, Clavis and Nokto will never let you rest

- — — — <3

<3 | Emma (MC)

None yet

- — — — <3

<3 | Gilbert Von Obsidian

| Trust yourself to me

Angst fic I TW angst, you try and kill him, knife, blood, crying, emotional manipulation, gaslighting

| Eyes on me

Fluff fic | No TW

| To really know you

Angst fic | TW insecurity mention, blood and injury mention

| Eyes on me

Fluff fic | No TW

| Jealousy

Gen fic ? | Gilbert x Silvio | TW jealousy, allusions maybe to violent tendencies, alcohol

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<3 | Silvio Ricci

| Jealousy

Gen fic ? | Gilbert x Silvio | TW jealousy, allusions maybe to violent tendencies, alcohol

| Clumsy MC

Headcanon | Chevalier, Clavis, Luke and Silvio (separate) | TW Silvio being,,, Silvio. He's rude. Also a little bit of objectifying in the possessive sense??? I mean,,, it's still Silvio, yano?

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<3 | Keith Howell

None yet

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<3 | All

| Do the ikepri characters swear? (Look in the reblogs for some additions in regards to the three new characters)

TW swearing

| Ikepri as random stuff l've said

No TW

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<3 | Series

❤️ | And so time flows - Clavis × Female MC

| Memories like precious shadows - And so time flows: Part 1

General/healing with mild angst fic | TW insecurity, unrequited love (???), death/killing mention

| New blooms - And so time flows: Part 2

Not yet posted

| Wistfulness and a steeled resolve - And so time flows: Part 3

Not yet posted

| Moving forwards; looking back - And so time flows: Part 4

Not yet posted

| A loss for some, joy for others - As time flows: Part 5

Not yet posted

[beneathashadytree]

JIN GRANDET MASTERLIST

fluff: normal, angst: italics, smut: bold

Sophistication (oneshot)

[omkookie]

•⟨WARNING⟩• 16+ Angst, F!MC Blood, Assassination attempts, All that. Not proofread 🌚⟨Headcanon⟩

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Everything happened so fast. one moment, you're standing next to him on the balcony during a ball hosted to celebrate your engagement to him, and the other there's blood everywhere.

Jin's heart pounds heavily. he can feel his hands trembling as he looks down to check where you're wounded. While he applies pressure to your biggest wound, Jin feels more panicked as your blood covers his hands.

In the end, all that he can do is leave you in the hands of the palace physicians

As the first prince of Rhodolite, Jin was known to be very easy-going and relaxed, but now that someone has messed with you they're going to see a whole new side of him.

Gone is the ever so calm and relaxed first prince, instead, he's been replaced by a bloodthirsty monster brutal enough to send shivers down the culprit who hurt you's spine with a single glare. No amount of begging nor pleading is about to save the man from what Jin is about to do to him, Not even Sariel dares to question.

After he's finished with the man, Jin will be right by your side, taking out his anger had helped him temporarily, but now he feels both numbness and despair over you. What was he supposed to do while your complexion got paler and paler as the hours slowly passed? Now that he's been left all alone to hold your limp hand, tonight's events haunt him.

Jin is too anxious to leave you for even a moment. he's afraid that tonight you may take your last breath and he will lose you...

•••🄻🄴🄾🄽•••

Leon should have known better than to bring you to the battlefield. Honestly... what was he thinking?

Leon sees an enemy soldier creep behind you while you're helping bandage one of Rhodolite's soldiers from the corner of his eye. He feels like his heart stops beating. Licht reacted fast since he was the closest to you and cut the man down before he hurried to your aid... already too late to save you.

Leon feels cold. Nothing but you matters right now, He cuts down anyone in his way, resembling Chevalier, "The brutal beast" more than himself. But Leon doesn't care. He can't risk losing you... While he knows he cannot abandon his troops, he desperately needs to check if you will be alright.

Leon knows he must remain here- on the battlefield no matter what, so as much as it pains him to not be there for you when you need him most, he will remain here. In the end, Rhodolite successfully deals with Obsidian's act of aggression, and Leon hurries to see you.

Your face looks pale, your body is lying limply, and the only sign of you being alive is the rise and fall of your chest as you breathe. Leon feels crushed, and the physician informs him that your time is limited and that whether you live or die now depends on fate and fate alone.

if only he hadn't agreed to your insistence to come here, then you would have been fine. You would have smiled at him right now. you would have hugged him. As you lay there, Leon's mind is all over the place as his guilt eats him up, the only thing he begs and wishes for right now is that you live. please don't leave him.

You're his woman... His lover, so what point would there be to a life without you?

•••🅈🅅🄴🅂•••

Assassination attempts were nothing new, but getting this close to murdering Yves was. and you took the blow for him... Yves blames himself for everything, for you being deadly injured, himself for not seeing that he'd walked right into a trap and led you straight into it with him.

Tears begin to fill Yves` eyes as he cradles your weakening body

All he can do now as your life slowly fades away is pray you make it back into Rhodolite.

Yves feels an overtaking sense of fear when he realizes just how pale your face has become. Would the physician have an antidote for the poison?, was it even a poison native to Rhodolite? or was it a poison native to Obsidian? What if it was already too late for an antidote?... what will happen to you? Yves overthinks every worst-case scenario that comes to mind.

It's when the two of you arrive at the palace and Nokto greets him that Yves learns just how much of a mess he's become.

The feeling of dread he had this whole time becomes unbearable when he is told that the poison cannot be identified by the physician. Everything is too much, and Yves finally breaks down from the stress.

All that Nokto can do as he's trying to hold his brother together brother right now is call for Clavis and hope that he would be able to help save both you and his brother. If you don't make it alive then Yves probably wouldn't either.

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Licht feels terrible. He swore an oath to himself to protect what matters to him most, and yet... he failed to protect you, and you are the most important person to him.

 Licht feels scared as he holds you and he sees the blood seep from underneath his hand. 

 He can feel himself trembling as you look up at him, Licht tries to soothe you while you wait for the physician to arrive, but, in reality, he's trying to comfort himself. 

 Minutes feel like hours and he can feel the tears running down his cheek as his vision blurs. 

 How could this happen? Licht feels angrier and angrier with himself for not defending you on time... 

 terror slowly overtakes him as you take in a sharp breath and close your eyes, telling him not to worry and trying to comfort him at a time like this. 

 How could you worry about him while you're in so much pain...?

 His heart beats heavily as he roughly wipes his tears away with his arm. 

 When the physician finally does arrive Licht does not want to leave your side, even as his twin tries to convince him to. It would be better if Licht wasn't there and nervously pacing.

 In the end, Nokto comes up with a brilliant idea on how to get Licht to leave you in the hands of the palace physician, Revenge.

 an idea oh-so appealing for the 6th prince.

Licht's crimson eyes glimmer dangerously as vengeance clouds his mind. his body moves on its own and before he knows it, he's left you alone and tracking down your assaulters, Licht's cruelty has no match when he finds them, and when he returns the palace's maids are all shaken up by the sight of the 6th prince covered in blood, blood still drips from Licht's sword when he comes into your room to check on you.

His bloodied hand holds your own as he presses a kiss to your knuckles and looks at your peaceful sleeping face.

⟨♡⟩⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ ⋆E n d⋆⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ ⟨♡⟩