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[caffedrine]

Matias Asbrink - GW Happy Bag 2024 - Summary

Still not good at my reading comprehension, much less my Japanese language skill. If you depend on this to be accurate, you have made a major mistake in your life and should rethink the path of events that brought you here.

(Just your everyday innocent daydreamer who the Geneva Conventions want a word with)

One day while staying in Achroite, Emma was invited to the castle’s dance hall by Matais.

Unlike Rhodolite’s dance hall, the polished wood floor had geometric patterns that created a warm space and made Emma’s heart flutter. Her breath was misty white, but she was in such awe that she didn’t even notice the cold.

Matias reminds Emma that during one of their conversations, she had mentioned reading about the dance hall in a book and had wanted to see it for herself. Emma is impressed that Matias remembered that casual remark, and thanks him for thinking about her.

Matias is looking at Emma, before remarking that her ballgown suits her. Emma is confused, she’s not wearing a ball gown. Just in case, she glances down and, yes, she’s still wearing her normal work skirt and blouse, with the addition of a coat.

Matias apologizes and agrees that he doesn’t think her workwear is a ballgown. He asks if Emma can dance, and she tells him that she has gone back in Rhodolite. Privately, she fondly recalls Sariel’s harsh lessons.

Since she can dance, Matias offers to bring her to the next dinner party hosted here. Emma reminds him that she’s just a commoner and a bookstore clerk at that, but Matias hurries to reassure her. Achroite is progressive enough that even those without peerage can join balls at the palace.

Besides, Emma is his friend. That gives her some privileges in his home.

(We wouldn't take advantage of him . . . right?)

Emma is surprised at being called Matias’ ‘friend’ and he grows concerned. Aren’t they friends? Was he wrong?

Emma quickly reassures him that she’s happy and honored to be considered his friend. Matias smiles in relief, the attractiveness of it making her dizzy.

Well, then, since they’re confirmed friends, Matias would like to give her a dress to memorialize the event. Emma starts to refuse, but Matias insists. It would be difficult for a commoner bookstore clerk to prepare the dress herself, so he will gift one to her, as to not overburden his new friend. Besides, he’s already made some plans.

He’s currently deciding between a pure white dress as lovely as a snow spirit, or a red dress as passionate and bewitching as a rose. Oh, but don’t worry, it will be neat and modest while still enhancing her beautiful waistline. And, like any dress, it will be one that she’ll have to gently hold up to avoid tripping and falling over the hemline . . .

Emma tries to get Matias’ attention, and he comes back to himself. He assures her that she won’t have to worry about her dress in any way, and tells her to leave the arrangements to him. His determination radiates with a sensual sexiness, and Emma gives in before her heart fails her.

Emma tells Matias that she now owes him and needs to make up the cost of this dress. Matias is confused at this, but then leaps on the chance, he asks if she wouldn’t mind practicing dancing with him. He wants to dance perfectly for the upcoming ball, but unfortunately cannot find a dance partner.

Emma is confused, Matias and his sexy, sexy self should be able to find a partner without any problems. Matias explains that he has asked several women to be his partner in the past, but the practice failed. For some reason, they would just stare at him and not dance properly, or act like a predator who has just captured their prey. Unlike his other female acquaintances, Emma can speak to him normally.

Emma begins to wonder what kind of experiences Matias has had with other women.

Matias concludes his thought by adding that having Emma as a friend is very precious, and worth the cost of a dress.

(Just a friendship date)

If that’s what he thinks, then Emma would be happy to comply. Besides, its been a little while since she last danced and she could use the practice. Matias is pleased and suggests they start immediately. As in right now. When Emma balks, Matias reminds her that it is quite cold and moving would warm them up.

Accepting Matias’ hand, Emma is led to the center of the dance floor, and the warmth of his hand spreads through her body. Matias’ steps were precise and perfect, to the point that Emma doubted he really needed to practice. Even though she was rusty, thanks to Matias’ lead, her steps were smooth. She was having a lot of fun dancing with him.

Matias notes that it’s fun to dance with friends, and Emma agrees. The hand on Emma’s waist holds her close, the distance between them taking her breath away.

Matias asks if Emma will accompany him during the ball as his partner, as he has no intention of letting another man dance with her. Emma considers it, thinking that Matias’ voice is even sexier up close, making her imagine wicked things.

Emma had been cold at the start, but before she knew it, her body was boiling hot.   

[thewitchofbooks]

Cyril Rose ~ Facts

AN: I'm finally done with the important facts we know so far for both Cyril and Lucian, and since Cyril won, I'll post him first! Thank you very much to everyone who voted and to everyone reading this!

Warnings: All of the information is from the jp version of the game! Spoilers from Clavis' main Story, GW story sale bonus (detective), Clavis' 2nd birthday, Clavis' story events, Chevalier's 2nd anniversary winner party event story. Everything will be put under the cut:

The starting fact is his name. Cyril Rose was raised in a village in Obsidian, but when he joined the military, many said his last name sounded like he came from the country of roses.

Cyril and Clavis used to call each other "loser" when they first met during the war. Cyril did because he couldn't believe how someone can be like Clavis (putting his life on the line to save others, accepting everyone no matter what and a lot more), as well as how he could stay so calm during everything (but it turned more to teasing between them). Clavis was calling him a loser, because he didn't like how Cyril was ready to give up at that time and was able to help him regain his spirits and join Rhodolite's side.

Cyril is a very gentle and kind guy, but can also be funny with his snarky comments towards Clavis (something between two great friends)

Cyril calls Clavis an "idiot prince"

He has very bright red hair that are very noticeable and mentioned by other characters, (Chevalier, Sariel and more), including Emma.

Cyril doesn't have a lover (and Clavis made sure to remind him in the "Bittersweet Valentine" story event). Cyril told him to stop pretending as if he wasn't in the same position only a whole ago (Since Clavis' route released)

As confirmed in Clavis' 2nd birthday story, Cyril is a very fast runner and a very strong knight. He was able to run to the other side of the town with Emma in his arms (bridal style) and didn't stop at all (<- Emma was described "as light as a feather) and it was all to prank Clavis.) In Chevalier's 2nd anniversary No.1 story, we saw that he can match Chevalier in a sword fight, with fast and strong moves.

He knows how to help a woman get dressed and he can style hair buns, that look elegant and simple (Also from Clavis' 2nd birthday)

Him and Lucian are rumored as really good friends. It was said by Clavis, but he added that when they go out to drink, they're never seen sitting together on the same table. Also, Cyril was seen drinking grape juice while complaining to Rio and Emma about Clavis, while Luciam was most likely drinking alcohol (<-From the GW story sale bonus)

When that happened, he wasn't wearing any gloves (so he either took off his gloves because he wasn't working, or he doesn't wear any). He held Emma and Rio's hands in each of his, to guide them away from Clavis and he took them to Lucian's table.

According to Emma, his hands are rough from training, but very warm and safe.

Apparently, he tries every kind of new juice Clavis comes up with and that time, it was a new herbal juice (as punishment for sneaking from work). He didn't like it at all, yet he still drank it all.

They started bickering and while Emma was thinking that it looked like as if Cyril and Clavis were having fun, Lucian, after he used the mind reading skills he learned from Chevalier, nodded and agreed with her.

He is also very honest and loyal towards Clavis and the other princes (especially Chevalier)

He used to be just a third rate soldier in Obsidian, along with his friends Kai and Hugo. Hugo seems to be the youngest, since he uses honorifics to address Cyril (in the Japanese version). Cyril is probably the oldest of the three, or similar with Kai.

Gilbert wants him back to Obsidian, but Cyril refuses to betray Clavis, leaving Gilbert heartbroken.

The village where Cyril used to love was poor, but the situation wasn't as bad as the parts on the borders between Obsidian and Rhodolite, due to the corrupted nobles.

He is greatly respected by Chevalier, who saw his value. Chevalier knows his name, but prefers to use the nickname "Red head". Same with the others. Even Clavis understands that. Cyril also respects Chevalier, but he thinks he is scary.

He is the lead knight of the foreign affairs faction and he is the one training the knew knights (not the soldiers).

Chevalier trusts him enough to let him in his room and also casually speaks to him. Even though they were trying to keep it secret (them leaving their duties for the day and going for drinks), he somewhat talked about it to Chevalier. But Clavis was hiding in Chevalier's room, so he exposed them. That's why he made him drink that "juice" (<-GW bonus story)

In the "propose to you" story event (Clavis', which is coming soon in EN), Clavis and Emma were getting engaged with Chevalier as the witness. Chevalier didn't look up at them at all and only when they left, he looked at Cyril to answer that he wasn't staying and he was going home with a smirk (Clavis was sad/mad at Chevalier who wouldn't look at how beautifully dressed Emma was). Cyril called him a troublesome brother after he left.

Originally, he was mostly hanging out with Rio for said drinks, but when Emma is free, they let her tag along (<- The bar they go to is only for the court's servants, I'm pretty sure it's to talk about their employees at this point🤣)

Cyril knows that many little boys dream of becoming knights when they grow up, but he, himself, felt like the job he was doing doesn't have a purpose, because lately, he had only been collecting banana peels and cleaning after Clavis.

Just for this reason, Emma and Rio were thanking him for his hard work and looked at him as if he was their savior.

He also complains that the knights have to eat bananas all the time, but they don't keep them very full. He doesn't want to even mention the reason why they do that.

He has more than once said to Emma to use Clavis' wallet for expensive things.

Cyril actually gets very offended when he gets told that he is like a natural born knight. Clavis was the one who told him, when he was being "too sweet" towards Emma. Cyril warned him to never say that again.

He is picking up Clavis' lines. While I don't remember it being translated in the EN version of the game, in the JP this happened: (<- Clavis' route, when they met with the rebels at the borders)

Clavis:"I don't understand why they don't want to welcome such a beautiful man"

Cyril:"Please, stop saying that. It's not fashionable"

(The fashionable comment)

He is the same age as Clavis, so he is 29 years old!

AN: Thank you very much for reading until the end! I hope these facts were helpful! I personally recommend reading both ends of Clavis' upcoming proposal event for more Cyril content!

[aquagirl1978]

Hello I believe requests are open if not you can throw this ask away! I was wondering if you would be able to do hc of the princes as Dads(mainly Clavis and Chev or anyone else you wan to do) I feel like they would be all so adorable 🥰

Thank you for this request - with Father's Day approaching, it feels appropriate to write some Dad headcanons.

IKEMEN PRINCE HEADCANONS - PRINCES AS DADS

Jin Grandet

Jin is a caring dad. As the oldest brother, Jin already has experience being the mature one of the group, the one keeping an eagle's eye on everyone else. When he became a father himself, he was overjoyed, his heart overflowing with love for his new child. The pair are often spotted together, walking hand in hand.

Chevalier Michel

Chevalier is a reluctant dad. In the past, he would have said having children is a royal obligation - and not one he was particularly interested in. But seeing you around children has changed his opinion. Having no experience with parental love himself, he had no choice but to look to you to follow your cues in raising this child. He watches how you hold this small human who bears the same hair and eyes as he, and he mimics you best he can. Over time, he becomes quite the capable parent, but if asked, he will always say that you do it best.

Clavis Lelouch

Clavis is a joyful dad. Plagued with insecuties, Clavis never thought he'd find someone who loved him as much as he loved them. But then you came into his life, and not only loved him, but created a family filled with love. Clavis has a large family army of Lelouchians. During the day, he teaches his children the ways of perfecting the Lelouchian trap, and at night, he shares in the bedtime routine of telling nighttime stories. The kids' favorite story? Well, that would be the one about Sariel and the day of a thousand rats.

Leon Dompteur

Leon is a proud dad. Leon still remembers the day you told him the wonderful news that he would be a dad. A family of his very own, of his own blood. It was almost too overwhelming for him. And the day he met his firstborn, well, that was the best day ever. Leon waited maybe a week before bringing his baby to work with him. Leon said it was because he wanted to give you some time to rest, but really, he wanted to show his baby off to his brothers.

Yves Kloss

Yves is a doting dad. Move over, Licht. Yves has a new bundle of joy to shower with love and attention. Don't worry, Yves still adores Licht and Licht is secretly happy to not have so much attention showered upon him. Yves celebrates every milestone with an extravagant tea party. Baby's first steps? Cake and cookies - it doesn't matter that the baby can't eat yet. Yves takes every moment he can to celebrate this precious child of his and let them know just how much he loves them - for who they are.

Licht Klein

Licht is a protective dad. He never wanted to be a father - given his childhood, who could blame him? But after falling in love with you and allowing light to shine in his life, he wasn't quite ready when you told him you were expecting. Thankful it wasn't twins, Licht loves his child as much as he can. And he does what he does best - protect. When his child is afraid of the dark, he first does a sweep of the room to make sure no monsters are lurking and then stays by their side all night. When they fall and scrape their knee, Licht is there to bandage it and kiss it to make them feel better.

Nokto Klein

Nokto is a tentative dad. Like Licht, Nokto didn't want to be a parent. He was too afraid he'd screw things up. When you told him he was to be a dad, boy, was he nervous. And when you delivered twins, Nokto was besides himself. But because of you and your reassurance, reminding him what a good man he is and how much love he has to give, Nokto crept out of his shell and allowed himself to fall in love with these two little babies. Nokto was known around the palace as a master negotiator, and no one could outfox him - except for his children.

Luke Randolph

Luke is a strong dad. Being raised by Gilbert strengthened Luke in many ways, not just physically. As Luke can handle Gilbert and stand up to him, Luke teaches his children this inner strength. No one bullies Luke's kids at school - not just because their dad is the biggest and strongest, but because they know how to stand up for themselves.

[ikeromantic]

For the ikePri events, could I get Chev in the Rose Garden with the Honey cake?? (I just started IkePri and im excited I to read everything!)

Mmmm some sweet Chevalier coming right up ^_^ Approx. 700 words of our second prince showing his true colors in the rose garden! IkePri New Years Event story!

Chevalier loosened the collar of his suit with a sigh. He felt exhausted. People were exhausting. He turned his head to glare coldly at the bright-lit ballroom windows. Even out here he could hear the inane chatter. It would never cease to annoy that people - nobles - needed this sort of event to convince them to do what was needed.

“King Chevalier?” 

He turned his head. “You.” He didn’t ask why she’d followed him. Chevalier already knew why, even if he still had trouble understanding it. 

Emma smiled, a crooked little half smile that Chev knew all too well. “I thought if the King could slip away, I could too.” She shrugged, “Nokto and Sariel have things under control.”

“I already know that.” He looked away from her at the rose garden around them. In the dim light, the crimson blossoms were black, and all the other colors muted. The garden could only be brought to life by light, he thought, his lips twisting in a wry smile. 

Emma slipped in beside him, and his arm settled naturally around her shoulders. Neither said anything as they walked slowly together along the winding white stone path. 

Chevalier felt his annoyance ebb in the gentle presence of his lover. His heart warmed under her gentle gaze and a new energy came to life in him from her touch.

“Do you have a New Year resolution,” she asked as they came to a stop beside one of the garden’s enormous fountains. 

“No,” he snorted. “Such things are -” 

She finished the sentence with him, “foolish.” Emma laughed. “I knew you’d say that. But I have a resolution. Do you want to hear it?”

Chevalier let out a breath, pretending to be irritated. “I suspect you will tell me regardless.”

“True.” Her eyes were merry. “My resolution is to love you even more than I already do.”

Chevalier stroked the nape of her neck, trying for a softer touch. “Impossible.” His voice was low, barely a breath. Her smile was so beautiful, he thought. What madness for a creature like her to love a beast, and more, that the beast had found he could love her back. His heart ached with the fullness of that love.

Emma’s smile widened. “I thought so too, because I love you more than I knew it was possible to love anyone. But then I thought, why not try for even more? Something is only impossible until you find a way to do it.”

“Ridiculous.” He felt his own lips stretch and curve up in a smile he couldn’t have imagined having before Emma came into his life. Chevalier lifted her up, gathering her into his arms just to hold her. To feel her pressed close. 

“If I were to make such a silly resolution,” he began, “I would aim for the plausible.”

She snuggled against his chest, arms wrapping around his neck. “Oh? What would you recommend, then?”

Chevalier combed his fingers through her hair, mussing the careful updo she’d worn for the party. “A measurable goal. Like waking up beside you every morning.”

Emma sighed. “That would be amazing. But how is that plausible?” She kissed the sensitive spot just under his jawline. “You have duties that take you all over Rhodolite.” She nipped his earlobe, tugging it gently. “I think that resolution is just like mine.”

Her teasing affected him more than he was willing to let on. Though his expression remained cool, he felt heat build in his chest. A fire only Emma could stoke. “Think,” he told her. 

“Well . . . you can’t just not go places.” She nibbled at her lower lip, rolling it over in her mind. Then her lips drew into a wide, joyful smile. “Wait! Are you promising to take me with you?” 

Chevalier kissed her. Her lips were warm and firm and lively, kissing him back with a fierce passion. Her mouth tasted of the champagne from the party, sweet, with a heat that flowed through him. He kissed her until he felt light headed, and the stars above them seemed to spin.

“That’s a - a yes then?” Her voice trembled, breathless.

“Don’t ask questions you know the answer to.” He brushed a kiss to her forehead, then her cheek, and the spot just beneath her ear. Chevalier felt an irrational urge to just keep kissing her, every inch of her. These quiet moments they spent together were everything. 

She was the light that gave color to his heart. Like a blossom brought out of the night and into dawn, showing its scarlet petals. Her love revealed the passion in him. 

Emma laughed, her breath tickling his neck. “I love you, you know that?”

“There you go, silly fool. Asking a question you know the answer to.” Chevalier kissed her again.

[art-of-love-and-war]

hi! Can I request for an ikepri hc with babyyy? Where they bring their baby to work with them! like Sariel bring his baby to work with him like perhaps to a teaching or the princes meeting with him, and his baby was just babbling there (awe ><) . For Nokto where he bring his baby to his meeting with some higher up, and while he was working, he's also playing with the baby ( I imagine between he or licht will get a twin or triplets, depends on you which one of them). Licht/Leon bring their babies to combat practice. For Jin I can't think of anything yet, so if you got one, pleas do it hehe ( I really cant stop thinking that he will really get a twin born) . You can do a pt 2 for other princes too if you want :))

Characters: Leon Dompteur, Licht Klein, Nokto Klein and Sariel Noir and how they are as parents. Rating: General. Word count: 1,394 words  Author note: I’m sorry in advance for any ooc parts on Sariel’s, he is the shortest bit I bit since I haven’t read his route, I probably will re-write it on another hc’s for funsies as well as do the other princes. But so far I’m pretty satisfied. Also this is more of them as fathers more than just with baby kids.

[୨୧] — Leon Dompteur

He is a fun dad, and he adores being a father. 

There’s just something about having innocence in the palm of his hand, to be able to protect it, raise it, shape it. A memory of all things he could never have and a silent prayer to the sky above. 

He applies the “be the adult you never had as a child”

He won’t ever mind tending to the baby’s needs, sure, people keep saying that wetnurses and nannies are there for a reason since he is the King, but it brings him joy to be able to help his child. 

I don’t think Leon would bring the baby to combat practice, maybe during lunch breaks, but he tries to keep the little prince/princess away until they are older so they start to understand the art of war and combat. 

But all of his men have sworn complete loyalty over the little one, most are eager for when the child grows up and has their division in the army to join their ranks. 

He is super caring of both you and the baby, he always makes sure to thank you profusely for giving him a child (a first of many or so he plans *Wink wink*) 

He takes pride in every achievement of the baby, “Yes, that’s my child!” big cheerleader dad. 

Did the baby learn how to sit, crawl, and roll? He’d be over the moon. He tells everyone. 

His brothers are so done with the conversation. They can’t help but love their little niece/nephew though. 

He is a bit weak and wants to spoil the child rotten, but at the same time, he holds himself back. Wants to build character for his child but doesn’t neglect them.

He would never neglect them. 

Instead, he wants to instruct the child that while they are part of the royalty, there’s an immense gap between social classes, but everyone is equal and their lives are as valuable as any other. They are in a privileged position and it's their job to make everyone’s quality of life better with the power they hold.

 [୨୧] — Nokto Klein

While he looks like he doesn’t want to be a dad, he’d be the happiest man on earth to have a mini copy of him and you around. 

Warning, this baby/babies(?) are completely spoiled rotten, he won’t care. Your kid(s) deserve the entire world. 

You smack him in the back of the head from time to time because your baby takes longer to walk since Nokto is always carrying them around.

Just like Leon, he is also one to brag about anything and everything his child does, even as a baby. 

It also serves two very useful purposes: to get more information or to escape meetings he doesn’t want to attend (but ends up attending anyways). 

In the first place, he already likes bringing his child everywhere with him and bringing him to parties or social gatherings is a huge plus. 

Everyone fawns about him and the baby, about how a great father he is and how cute the baby is. 

“Oh, I know.” 

Having a baby in his arms gets him a chance to start gossiping with other nobles and get more information after a good talk about parenthood.

His face would get so dark if anyone ever dismissed the feelings of a child, he thinks it's so important that his child or children in the near future (hopefully, if you wish) would feel loved and have all of their needs met. 

As for the latter aspect, it seems that he has a telepathic bond with the baby. 

Does he have to walk into a meeting? Thankfully the nanny comes running to him because the baby won’t stop crying unless he holds them.

He excuses himself for a moment or tries to call the meeting off, but since he can’t squeeze himself out of his duties most of the time he ends up attending and brings the baby with him.

 [୨୧] — Licht Klein

He is absolutely scared and anxious about every action and decision he takes as a parent.

Don’t get it wrong, he adores you and your baby(s) and would be even more scared if you happened to have twins, knowing his story with his brother and he doesn’t want the story to repeat itself before his eyes.

He believes any child should be free of the burdens from their parents and he lives off by that since having children with you. 

Those dark thoughts? Those past shadows and intrusive nightmares that present themselves before his eyes? He shakes them all off with the light that shines so pure from holding his kid(s). 

Despite being a bit reluctant, knowing the tensions between him and his brother, the child seems to like Nokto a lot, and Licht relies on his brother from time to time, it's not what he would do often but he appreciates another figure the baby can start to trust. 

A thing that brings him so much joy is being able to spend time together. With you leaning against his side and the child nestled between you in bed while he hums a beautiful lullaby he knows will soothe you both, or when you read out loud to them, while the child rests flat against his chest. It's such a calming scene, even when picturing it in his mind.

I also picture Licht as the type to not bring the baby to combat practice until they are much much older; and even if having a skill in combat is important as part of royalty, he relies on his brothers, maybe Yves or even Leon to start the child on their way of learning how to properly use a sword.

When the child grows he won’t even spar with them, he fears his style of combat is too beastly and ruthless, he doesn’t want to harm them by accident or to be violent toward them, even in practice.

He is such a loving father too, he wants to be present in every aspect of their life with you and he gladly takes on any tasks that require him. 

Are you too busy one day or just want to spend a day by yourself? No troubles, he and the baby will go with Uncle Yves and have tea and sweets. Well, the baby will have milk and maybe Licht will have the entire tray of sweets since the baby is still too young to eat those. 

 [୨୧] — Sariel Noir

This man is a master at multitasking, so handling the baby any day won’t be of any trouble, after all, he almost raised the youngest of the princes so it's a piece of cake for him. 

But he’d rather that you handle the baby at most times since his line of work can encounter some awful people that might stay on his bad book. 

If he knows it will be a calm day with him staying at the office doing paperwork he’d certainly want the child to be with him. 

He can be a busy man and wants to at least keep an eye on his child. 

I can also picture him having a play-pen in his office, he can keep an eye out on the baby; if he happens to have moments where he needs to take a break, he’ll sit with the baby, watch them sleep, and play with them if they are awake.

His favorite times though, are at night, especially if hours passed without both of you seeing each other, he wants the domestic part of having a family of being a husband and a father. 

Oh, but the clouds of not-so-nice thoughts are always clouding the back of his mind, telling him how he should not get attached as all of what you had built together could disappear at any moment by the desire of anyone that considers him a danger. 

But seeing his face, you know how to scare those awful thoughts away, smiling, handing the baby to him, and watching his lips curl into a gentle smile. 

As the child grows I can picture him being a stern dad, he makes sure his child knows that they are loved and he shows it with actions and quality time you spend together as a family.

[yukina-otome]

Chevalier: Pregnancy and Family Chapter 6

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Few weeks have passed since the poison incident and life seems to have gone back to it’s normal course in the royal palace of Rhodolite.

MC seems to have all but forgotten about the incident and was smiling happily again. Or so it seemed.

Chevalier has noticed that MC, who usually liked desserts so much, has stopped eating them all together. She also seemed to be a lot more careful about her food.

That night again, he watched her push the Rose cheesecake plate away from her with an almost sad look on her face.

It didn’t seem like she was disgusted, more like scared or traumatized.

Of course, such a terrible incident could not have passed without leaving some marks. Even he, who was always admired for his mental fortitude was heavily impacted by the incident and had every dish that was served on her table inspected over and over again.

But this could not go on, MC was barely eating anything and this was starting to worry him. He deduced that since the root of the issue was sweets, he had to make her eat them again.

But how? A royal decree? That was certainly not it.

Maybe he could ask the help of a certain brother of his who was particularly good with baking treats of all sorts.

And so, the next morning, Chevalier stormed into the Domestic faction office looking for Yves.

The 5th prince only stared at him with wide eyes as the king sat in front of him on the sofa.

His older brother had never ever sought him out before. Honestly sometimes Yves thought Chevalier did not know his name.

There was a long silence in the big messy office before Chevalier finally said:

“Showoff, I need your help.”

Help? Chevalier needed HELP? and not anyone’s help, HIS help? 

Licht, Leon and Jin all came and sat next to Yves, curious about whatever his majesty the king, a genius born every thousand years could ever need from the 5th prince.

Chevalier cleared his throat and started speaking

“Since the incident MC has not been eating very well, particularly desserts.”

“Oh no! she always seemed particularly fond of sweets, especially after her pregnancy.” Jin said, earning an impatient glare from Chevalier.

The king cleared his throat again, clearly disliking being interrupted before starting to speak once more: “It seems the poison incident heavily affected her. Showoff, you are a good baker and MC loves your sweet. Bake something for her.”

“I see! Poor MC! Very well! We shall have a cozy tea party! I’m sure MC would enjoy it! How about tomorrow afternoon, your majesty?” Yves said feeling bad for MC but happy that there was something he could do for his brother and beloved sister in law; Not that he’d ever admit it.

And so the men agreed and the next afternoon, Chevalier escorted MC to the rose garden.

“Where are we going, Chevalier? Are we going for a walk?”

Chevalier just squeezed her hand before leading her to a beautifully decorated dessert table full of all kinds of delicious treats. The princes, Sariel, Cecilia and Rio were all sitting already and only two chairs were empty. 

As Chevalier led MC to her chair, the young queen was looking around, bewildered by all the diverse desert that were laid on the table.

As soon as MC was seated, Chevalier turned around on his heels and was walking away from the cozy garden party.

But before he could get any further he heard his wife's voice calling for him, when he turned around she patted the chair next to her, indicating for him to come sit.

“My presence would only sour the mood, simpleton. Enjoy your tea party. You can tell me all about it later.” He smiled at her.

“No way!” Clavis stood up and grabbed Chevalier by the arm.

 “This tea party is to celebrate MC’s pregnancy and it would not feel complete without the baby’s father!” said Yves.

Jin grabbed Chevalier by the shoulder and dragged him toward his seat, next to MC who was smiling at the warm scene in front of her.

“We can assure you no one here is scared of you, your majesty” Sariel added.

Chevalier sighed “Ridiculous” before sitting next to his wife.

Everyone sat and Cecilia got up to serve everyone tea(herbal because MC was pregnant). Conversation was flowing smoothly but everyone’s attention was on MC who had not touched a single dish. 

Suddenly silence fell as Yves stood up  and served MC a piece of her favorite cake.

She stared at it for a while before saying “I’m sorry Yves, I’m not very hungry.”

“MC, me and Licht got out together this morning to get the ingredients, we checked everything many times again, and nothing left our eyes for even a second. Everything here, including the tea was made by my own hand and no one but us touched anything. I can assure you this is not poisoned.”  Yves explained hoping this could appease her fears.

“It would make us very happy if you had a taste” Jin added. 

“Yeah! Just have a bite and if ya don’t like it, you can stop!” Luke said.

After a few seconds, MC picked her fork and took a bite of the cake.  After chewing for a bit, she finally started crying. 

“I’m sorry! I know I’m being overly dramatic! I was just so scared and I-” MC was practically sobbing.

“Your majesty, do not blame yourself for your feelings. Your fears and worries are valid and you should not demean them or feel sorry for them.” Cecilia grabbed MC’s hand.

MC finally let go and after a good while of crying, she was back to smiling and eating. The party continued in a warm atmosphere and Chevalier sat there wondering what the old him would think if he saw himself sitting with all his brothers drinking tea and laughing. Of course, Chevalier did not really participate in the conversation but he was actively listening.

He remembered MC telling him that she was going to teach him about all different types of love. Was this one of them? Fraternal love? Familial love?

He did not know, but he felt his face soften and he felt oddly at peace.

The party lasted for a couple of hours, and MC returned to her room feeling light and relaxed. Of course, her fear would not be solved in a single meal but this was a step toward recovery and it was good enough.

Before leaving, Chevalier turned toward his younger brother and said “This party was a good idea, good job, Yves.” Before leaving in a flutter of his cape.

All the prince stood there, shocked by the fact that Chevalier had finally called one of them, aside from Clavis, by his name.

It wasn’t long before the brothers started competing to have there Older\Younger brother call them by their names. 

But that, is a story for another time.

[ikeprinces-stuff]

Event: Falling For Fall Hosted by: @violettduchess & @lorei-writes Prompt: Falling leaves & Harvest (Angst + Fluff) Previous prompt: Rain. Foraging. Moon. Gold. Gossamer. Cinnamon Characters: Sariel Noir & Luke Randolph & Prince OC [Vernard Mürrisch]

Words : 820 A/N: I spent time thinking about how to write different fanfictions for each one of them and my head ached... so I said why not mix the two prompts together and get it over with? By that I finished all the #Fallingforfallcc prompts yippee!!

[🥮𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐅𝐚𝐜̧𝐚𝐝𝐞🍁]

The fall feast was in full swing, the palace gardens ablaze with the colours of the season. Guests milled about, the long tables groaning under a bounty of harvest-themed delicacies: roasted squash, spiced apple cider, and intricate pastries crafted from the season's bounty. Yet, Prince Vernard stood apart, a solitary figure at the edge of the celebration, his usual melancholic air amplified by the festive cheer.

Then, Sariel glided up behind him, his presence as quiet as the falling leaves drifting to the ground. "Prince Vernard," he began, his voice a low, smooth hiss, "I must commend you on your diligence these past few weeks."

Vernard's response was a mere shrug, a dismissive gesture that belied the turmoil within. "I merely…existed," he muttered, his voice raspy, almost apologetic. He hadn't truly played a significant role in the recent events – accompanying Clavis and Chevalier to the border was a matter of duty, not impact; his involvement with Jin and Licht's inspections was trivial, reduced to playful interactions with children.

"You ensured Prince Nokto's timely return from his late-night escapade," Sariel continued, undeterred, "and you spared a great deal of trouble by preventing the usual morning chaos. Also, your assistance in helping Prince Yves select the sweets was… quite insightful. And, I daresay, it spared a few brawls between the other princes," he added with a hint of amusement, gesturing towards the lively scrum surrounding the dessert table where Jin, Leon, Licht, and Luke were battling over the last of the cinnamon buns crumble.

Vernard's lips curved into a cynical smirk. "My intervention with Nokto was simply a means to quell my own insomnia. A distraction, if you will." He spoke of the prince's midnight adventures with a detached cynicism, as if Nokto's time was merely a commodity he'd used to his advantage. "Yves," he continued, "forced me to taste his…creations. As if I could even perceive the sweetness in them. My tongue is numb to sugar, yet I cannot refuse him, you know." His voice was flat, a stark contrast to the warm tones of the fall day.

Sariel's perceptive gaze pierced through Vernard's facade. "And the party that Prince Leon hosted? Did you find it…enlightening?" Vernard's hand instinctively rose to scratch his disabled right ear, a tell-tale sign of evasion. Sariel didn't need a response. He knew the story. He subtly alluded to the incident that had poisoned the atmosphere for Vernard that night, the cruel jabs from nobles who despised him for his mother’s shameful past and his own desperate struggle to find a life outside the gilded cage of the court. The more he associated with the princes, the further he seemed to drift from his goal of escaping their world.

Sariel's voice grew firm, interrupting Vernard's silent, agonizing thoughts. "What you aspire to, Prince Vernard, may not be obtainable. The princes, particularly those closest to you, will not allow you to simply walk away. You have become a vital thread in the tapestry of this court and your absence would unravel far more than you might imagine. They rely on you."

And just like that, Sariel departed, leaving Vernard to the echoes of his own regrets and the weight of his uncertain future. The silence was shattered by a different voice, a hearty, almost boisterous one. Luke materialized beside him, holding aloft a piece of the very dessert that had caused such a commotion. "Managed to snag this one from the brutes," he announced, grinning. "Yves's work, ain't it? Said it was specially selected by you."

Luke, a giant of a young man with a heart of honey, continued, "Thanks for steer'in' me clear of Sariel's snooze-fest the other day. And for tippin' me off to that sweet bakery with the killer honey cakes. Man, were those things good."

Vernard, a flicker of warmth in his usually cold eyes, took the dessert with a slight struggle, and promptly ate it. "No problem, Luke," he muttered, his sigh echoing the bittersweet flavor of the fall season. But even as he chewed, the sweetness remained elusive, a pale imitation of the joy he could never quite grasp. "What was Sariel on about?" Luke questioned, his brow creasing.

"Nothing you need to worry about," Vernard responded, his voice a gentle shield for Luke.

"Right then. Well, I've had my fill of this shindig. Fancy a stroll?" Luke, ever the escape artist, suggested with a playful glint in his eyes.

A genuine smile touched Vernard's lips for the first time that day. "I'd like that," he answered, and they slipped away from the boisterous feast, two figures walking into the golden glow of the setting sun, their steps light and free, leaving the weight of court intrigue and royal duty behind. The falling leaves whispered secrets only they could hear, and the scent of autumn lingered in the air, promising a brief moment of peace amidst the chaos of their lives.

Fin ❤️✨

[memoria-99]

Introducing My IkePri OCs

I've seen many IkePri OCs while looking through Tumblr and always wanted to make mine too. So finally I made basic lore of two OCs... Perhaps no one would be interested, but anyway here they are. Rosetta Michel and Irene Dompteur.

OC 1.

Name: Rosetta Michel

Birthday: October 10th

Blood type: A

Crest: Caracal

Rosetta is maternal cousin of Chevalier and the young lady of the Marquis de Michel family. As a child of one of the most powerful families in Rhodolite, she has endured significant pressure throughout her life. Her father passed away before even she could remember, and from a very young age, she was forced to study an overwhelming amount due to the strict demands of her grandfather. Her only source of comfort was her mother, but after her mother passed away from illness, she sought escape from her suffocating household by entering the palace at a relatively young age to study under Sariel's guidance.

The noble children of her age were intimidated by her family's status, making it difficult for her to build close relationships. In place of friends, she began collecting dolls, which she treated as companions. Like Chevalier, Rosetta is an avid reader. Once, she snuck into his secret library only to get caught—though, to her surprise, Chevalier granted his permission to visit whenever she wanted afterward. Unlike most people, she isn't afraid of Chevalier, though she harbors a slight inferiority complex toward him and views him as a rival, much like Clavis does. She has a talent for foreign languages, but even herself barely recognizes her own worth because her comparison target has always been Chevalier, the so-called genius.

Rosetta's expression is often as unreadable as the faces of her dolls, but her eyes light up when something piques her interest, and she studies it with great attention. Also, for unknown reason, she has been able to see and talk to ghosts since she was very young. At first she was confused and scared, but as the timed passed she eventually became used to it. She is perceptive yet never let others notice it, often adopting a detached, third-party perspective on things. Though she is polite, she tends to be wary of people, regardless of who they are. But deep inside her, there is a desire to be one of them and be loved. She has icy-blue eyes, like Chevalier, and rose-red hair.

OC 2.

Name: Irene Dompteur

Birthday: August 1st

Blood type: O

Crest: Raven

Irene is twin sister of Leon and the only princess of Rhodolite. Due to the belief that twins could bring misfortune, Irene's existence was hidden from birth, and she spent her early years confined to a secret room known only to her mother and a single wet nurse. Like many other twins, both kids were born weak, but while Irene grew healthier over time, Leon did not, leading their mother to resent her daughter. "If only you hadn't existed, Leon wouldn't have been born so frail."

In contrast, Leon cherished his sister once he learned of her existence and visited her often, forming a close bond with her. However, Irene's true companion was 'another Leon'—a replacement-to-be who was brought in as Leon's health declined rapidly. Both were children who shouldn't have existed in the eyes of others, and they grew very close while spending time together. They even stood by Leon's side together during his final moments. As her mother left the palace and 'another Leon' took the role of the prince, Irene went to see her father, revealing her existence and demanding formal recognition as a princess. Though the king didn't show any interest in his newly revealed daughter, he acknowledged her title out of convenience to avoid future trouble.

Irene has a free-spirited nature and dislikes being constrained, which makes her get along well with Clavis. She sympathizes a lot with the Klein twins and has a soft spot for them. She has an angelic smile and puts this smile on most of the time, even when teasing someone. She loves animals and has a deep interest in nature, plants, and herbs, and she sometimes uses her knowledge of herbal properties to play pranks on others. She is basically friendly to everyone, but always draws a line before getting too close to someone and hardly ever shows her true self. Irene is a spitting image of Leon, with amber eyes and ebony hair.

[quen12]

Nokta Klein Alternative Route Part 2.

Sorry about the spelling mistake on the first one it's not all perfect. And I apologize for the delay but I wanted to finish the fanfiction story I came up with as if it happened in the Nokto route of Ikemen Prince. Some things I may write about are stuff that happened route and skim over it. Just to let you know so no one gets confused this is fully fictional. But I do hope we can get a sequel with pregnancy and children of Ikemen. Maybe I will do what each one of Prince's and Emma's children would look like. Well moving on, hope you enjoy it.

After Emma heard the heartbeats of her and Nokta's child she couldn't stop the tears from sliding down her cheeks. As she leaves the underground doctor's place and heads to her house in the village to change her clothing.

Emma:(What do I do? But one thing for sure I shouldn't let anyone else know)

As Emma sat on her bed caressing her stomach.

Emma: “I'm not sure if I'm prepared to be a mom, but I want to protect you”

Emma:(I should go back to the palace before Rio gets worried)

Emma heads back to the palace to get a restful sleep to prepare for the fake engagement party tomorrow, as she goes to the hallway of her room she sees Nokta walking toward the library. She hides behind a pillar not knowing how to face him right now. He passes by without glancing her way but a smirk appears on his face the second he leaves.

Nokta: (Playing hide and seek?)

Without realizing Nokta saw her Emma walks back to her room. As soon as she enters she gets her suitcase and packs all her possessions. And prepares to run away.

Emma:(This should be enough, but I can’t stay in Rhodolite like before. I should go somewhere else)

Looking over the map she she points to Benitoite.

Emma:(Perfect now I have to see Rio, but right now he works in the palace knowing him he will give up anything for me but he has to live his life too)

(I should just go by myself, I'll prepare everything and leave at midnight tomorrow )

The engagement party comes and go Nokta takes Emma back to her room.

Nokta: So we fooled the nobles how about making this into a real engagement.

Emma: Stop joking you're not funny

Emma stretches her hand toward Nokto with the engagement ring in.

Nokta: (mm) Keep it, toss it, sell it I don't care.

Emma stares toward Nokta trying to get the word out. But gives up in the end.

Emma:………

Emma: You know you're not a bad person minus the filtration and womanizing. You're smart and you know how to do trades well.

Nokta: Considering me for a king?

Emma: I Am considering everyone and their aspects. Staying here made me realize that you and your brothers are no beasts at all

Nokta laughs loudly to the point he bends and holds his stomach.

Nokta: Even Chevalier? Don't let him hear you say that.

Nokta leaves Emma in a pleasant mode with a little frustration he feels there was something suspicious but he doesn’t let it ruin his amusement. Unaware of Emma plans he heads to his room.

Emma( Okay I wrote a letter for Rio and Sariel, I don’t know what will happen with the princes. I also left my choice of king, I know he will do well and he can secure so much for this kingdom. As my last gift and goodbye)

Emma went to the dark part of town, got into a carriage filled with a lot of runaway citizens. And left halfway toward there destination. Soldier wearing Obsidian ambushed them, with them was a man with a crane and black eye patch on of his eyes. He smiled and the people trembled, when he meet eyes with Emma who was making her self as unnoticeable as possible he stretched his hand.

Man with eyepatch: If you come with me I let all these people pass unharmed.

Emma;(These are innocent people, this guy doesn’t seem like the type to be messed around with if the princes call themselves beasts he must be from the same species)

Emma: how can I know you will keep your word?

Man with eyepatch: I always keep my word unless I get betrayed. So choose now before I change my mind

Emma puts her hand in his and he grasps it tightly

Man with an eyepatch: ( How long have I been waiting to meet you, Emma)

Emma leaves with the man and rides his carriage.

As they sit in the carriage together Emma realizes the man keeps staring at her, making her uncomfortable.

Emma: Who are you and how did you know I’d be in that carriage?

Man with eyepatch: my name is Gilbert oh or should I say Gilbert Von Obsidian. And I have my ways.

Emma's eyes widen with shock

Emma: Your Gilbert ??

Gilbert: yes the prince of Obsidian and you rabbit are Bella of Rhodolite.

Emma: I am not Bella.

Gilbert: Looking at you now you seem to be on the run, let’s make a deal.

As Gilbert says that they stop At Obsidian Castle, Gilbert's servant shows Emma to her room and tells her to rest for now and tomorrow Gilbert will come to talk to her. Emma is surprised for being treated more regularly like a guest than a prisoner.

Emma has a hard time sleeping but she finally falls asleep. As morning sunshine hits the room Emma opens her eyes to an unfamiliar ceiling remembering last night's events. But then nausea and morning sickness of the pregnancy hit her and she runs to the bathroom not realizing that someone entered her room.

Gilbert enters the room

Gilbert:(She has woken up, she must be in the bathroom, I’ll wait till she's done)

The sound of Emma puking could be heard throughout the room.

Gilbert:( Weird is she sick from traveling, I will call the doctor to check) Gilbert tells the solider outside to contact the doctor

Emma opens the door only to be shocked by Gilbert sitting on her bed

Emma:(did he hear me puke?) What are you doing? In a lady's room?

Gilbert smiles: I came to discuss our deal from yesterday, but now I need you to sit down

Emma: I am not gonna….(I feel dizzy)

Emma faints from her tiredness and nausea.

Gilbert catches her and then lays her on the bed. There’s a knock on the door interrupting

Gilbert: Come in

A doctor walks in with a suitcase

Doctor: you called Your Highness

Gilbert: Yes this little rabbit has been puking nonstop and she looks pale like ghost. She just fainted, examinate her

Doctor: of course Your Highness

Emma lying helplessly on the bed while the doctor examines her.

Doctor: oh

Doctor: Your Highness is this woman your lover?

Gilbert doesn't want rumors or misinformation spread so he answers.

Gilbert: ……. Is there a problem?

Doctor: No just congratulation your highness.

Gilbert: congratulations?

Doctor: She’s with child

Gilbert looks at Emma with shocked and realizes everything as he smiles toward the doctor and lets him leave. As he sit next to Emma bed.

Gilbert: The deal just got better and better wouldn’t you say little rabbit?

While in Rholdolote in the conference room with three letters lying on the table and 9 men anxiously waiting for answers.

[dotster001]

Yves Kloss as a Yandere

Summary:Yves x gn!reader. Pretty much just the title

CW:Yandere content, unhealthy mindsets, guilting, manipulation, self doubt, spoilers for Yves route because this takes place afterwards

Other Versions: Leon

With Yves, things start out soft and pretty, much like him. But the deeper things go, you're left with a sour flavor in your mouth.

Yves knows you have to spend time with his brothers so that you can choose the king. They can't all be king forever, a solution will have to be arrived at eventually. But he enjoys this early honeymoon phase. Waking up in your arms, styling the both of you for the day, hand feeding you pancakes he made himself, private tea parties after training; he's never been so happy.

But pressures from Benitoite and Jade for word from the ill king have picked up, and Sariel insists you make a decision. So your days, while still spent with Yves, are also filled with his brothers, each one trying to prove to you that they would be the best king.

Yves no longer feels like he has to be king. He doesn't have to prove himself to anyone. So he helps you come up with questions to ask his brothers, he conducts his own interviews and investigations, he takes notes for you, he's enjoying life as your pretty secretary. It feels so domestic. He's so in love with it.

The brothers grow closer to you everyday, so that when the day comes to choose a new king, none of the brothers are opposed to abolishing clause 99 in favor of you and Yves remaining together.

You both move into his home in the lands he's in charge of managing, and things feel even more domestic. Your days are filled with eachother, and his people quickly grow to see his human side with you on his arm. He's so happy.

He's so excited to show off his newfound luck and happiness when the king decides to visit each of his brothers lands to officially meet the people.

Yves spends the day prepping the castle for the visits. He delegates out tasks, and puts you in charge of entertaining the king until he's able to get there. One thing leads to another, and he gets farther and farther behind in his plans. But he knows you have it under control. You always do!

…

…

…

He knew you had grown close to his brothers. He didn't know you'd grown close enough for the king to put his hand on your knee. 

When he notices Yves, the hand is immediately removed, but you don't seem to think anything of it, and turn to greet Yves happily, asking if everything's ready and if he's okay.

He nods, and gives out a slightly angry response, which you assume is because of his plans being delayed.

He escorts you both around his kingdom, holding your arm tightly the entire time, and gritting his teeth when he has to address his brother. The king gives his speech, they have a feast, then he leaves the next morning. All is well.

The second incident is when you fall ill while out picking apples. Obviously, Rio had followed you when you'd moved in with Yves. He was an excellent butler, and Yves knew he could trust him to someday be his head adviser/manager/representative. He knew you were close, but you'd chosen him.

Then you collapsed with fever in the orchard, and he'd watched as Rio scooped you in your arms and took charge of the situation.

For three days, he watched as Rio tenderly brushed your hair from your sweaty forehead, gazed at you with loving care, and never left your side.

He didn't know how he hadn't seen it before, but Rio was absolutely mad for you. Too much for his liking.

The third incident is when Jin comes to visit. The three of you chat for hours, and as the night draws on, he ends up resting his head in your lap. You simply laugh, instead of telling him off, like you should, and Jin makes a comment about stealing you out from under Evie if he's not careful.

He's angrily whisking eggs the next morning when you ask him what's wrong. He slams the bowl down, uncaring of the liquid that spills on the countertop.

You don't love him anymore. You hate him just like everyone else. He was never lucky enough to hold onto you. He's not strong and smart like his brothers and Rio, who was he ever kidding.

You're standing and wrapping your arms around him. No! He's the one you love! You don't want anyone else, he's your Evie!

He feels guilty how deeply he relishes the attention, but he won't complain when your warm arms are embracing him, and you're telling him everything you love about him.

For a while after that, you're more clingy than usual, like you're scared if you let him go, he'll disappear. You're more attentive, too, trying to prove that you love him. You still let Him rest in your lap, but the way You're treating Yves, it's clear you only see it as a platonic gesture. He feels a little silly. Of course he had nothing to worry about.

But when Licht hugs you for a moment too long when he visits to celebrate Yves' birthday, it no longer feels like he has nothing to worry about….

Both you and Licht immediately catch on to the change in his mood, even though you haven't caught on to the why of it. But he doesn't care. Of course you'd like Licht. He was noble, and strong, and, despite his cold exterior, incredibly soft hearted. He really didn't stand a chance when he looked at it.

And he tells you so, that night, after he finishes brushing his hair. You love Licht. But it's fine. He gets it. He hopes you'll be happy together.

Any rest you may have been looking forward to is far gone in an instant. You're immediately kneeling before him, crying into his lap, your words tripping over themselves as you try to tell him how you only love him. He gets the gist of it from your sobs, and the fact that you don't even look at Licht for the rest of the weekend, let alone talk to him or touch him.

The glee he feels, knowing your attention is solely on him, is addictive. He knows he should feel bad. But he can't.

So the next time he starts to worry you're drifting too far away from him, it's back to the guilt trip. You don't love him anymore. He isn't the one you want to marry. You just feel bad for him.

It doesn't take long for your kind heart to crack, and for you to be ultra aware of the people you interact with. Now before you look at anyone else, you always nervously look at Yves first. If someone else interacts with you, you always make sure it's quick, and then return to Yves and tell him everything you love about him.

But it's still not enough.

All these people want to steal you from him. You are the only thing he has been lucky enough to have. No one else will ever love him like you do. Don't they all understand that?

Even when you aren't interacting with other people, and it's just you and him, if he notices you aren't putting as much effort into proving your love for him, he lays on the guilt thick.

By the time your wedding finally comes around, he feels a joy that is hard to hide. You only look at him. And if your eyes aren't on him, they are on your hands, or closed as you rest your head on his shoulder. You're always touching him in some way, whether it's an arm around his waist, a hand threaded with his, your foot bumping his under the table. He's ecstatic! You truly love only him, and now all those other people know it as well!

One day, Jin pulls Yves to the side, and expresses his concern over your new behavior. He's worried. You only ever talk to Yves now, and you always seem nervous. Are you sick? Did something happen? Him, Licht, and Leon have all been very worried.

But Yves assures him everything is fine! The two of you have never been more happy and in love! 

As to why you don't talk to other people, maybe You've grown a little shy, since you spend all your time with each other? He doesn't know, but you always seem fine to him! 

Jin nods and gives a weak smile, but it's clear he's not really buying the explanation.

It doesn't matter though, now that you're his perfect, well behaved spouse, who only has eyes for him! Who cares if they don't understand your love? As long as you only love him, only look at him, only touch him, the both of you will finally have a happily ever after!

[lorei-writes]

Hello!

So party weekend.

Clavis. I mean, if he sleeps. And if someone didn't already claim him.

If the guy is already taken, Isaac or Dazai.

Thanks a lot and have a nice day, weekend, week, month, year, life.

Eyo, eyo!

Clavis has been claimed (he went out yesterday), HOWEVER, I did have a less than serious idea... so let's go down the route of crack, shall we?

Clavis

Except it's an anti-prank cross. Forced on him, back when he was little. By his brothers. And it's not velcro-ed, it's leather straps with steel buckles.

The only problem was that the cuffs around his wrists were a bit loose, so he dislocated his thumbs, freed his hands, and the rest... and the rest is history, so to say. (It's a miracle Sariel hasn't gone white after that day).

Needless to say, the cross did not in fact prevent him from pranking others. In the following months, all of his brothers (with the exception of Chevalier, who already slept with a sword by his pillow) woke up inside of a similar device, of his own making... Crocheted with some very coarse, scratchy wool. Clavis had his revenge.

[And now, this, this one... take it with a handful of salt. It's just vibes speaking.]

Isaac

Nice flannel set, with a buttoned-shirt-like top. Red tartan. Very warm, perhaps a bit old, but still in a good shape, even if the sleeve tore once and needed to be mended.

The shirt is very steal-able. And he doesn't even mind (in truth, although he may be mildly secretive about the fact). After all... it's not that he really needs it, not when his lover has it.

Now, there's one coincidence that's worth being mentioned, though. The shirt has a small applique. He hasn't noticed it when he bought it. Yes. It's an apple. A little. Red. Apple.

Weekend Party

[riveranova]

Heyy can i please request clavis x fem reader smut with fluff?💕

(A/N): MY FIRST REQUEST JAJSHAJA- ahem. Why, yes! Of course you can! I hope you like it~ 🤍

And happy new year!

Kiss Me at Midnight - Clavis Lelouch x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Smut | minors DNI, riding, fingering, fluff, Clavis being a lil bit sappy Character: Clavis Lelouch, Ikemen Prince

Word count: 1.495

His breath found its way into the night sky. It passed over his head like small clouds and then dissolved into nothingness.

Clavis had been standing on the terrace for some time, separating the quiet outside world from the hustle and bustle of the ball that was taking place in the palace.

Dressed in his expensive party suit, he leaned against the railing.

It was the annual New Year's party in Rhodolite’s palace, but for him it was nothing like the years before. Normally he'd be inside by now, with some important baron or viscount, with a glass of water in hand, which he cleverly disguised as alcohol, and aiming to get a piece of information out of them. For him, these parties were usually not an event of relaxation, but work.

Not this year, not today. With a smile he shook his head and turned back towards the ball. He promptly had a minor heart attack.

''Hehe boo!'' said a small piece of cake held in his face. Behind it was your grinning face. Clavis chuckled softly and took the sweet pastry from you. 'Why are you standing out here alone? ... You're not planning anything, are you? Sariel had enough headaches from your great idea of having real snow fall on the guests.'' you said, narrowing your eyes at him. Clavis couldn't hide the grin that appeared on his face anymore. ''For real? I thought the idea was great. But no, I'm not planning anything - don't worry.'' He turned back towards the rose garden. His smile was almost nostalgic. ‘‘No, I… was thinking. You know, ever since you said won't leave me alone - understandable, by the way - my life isn't going the way it used to be... I think I'm still a bit clumsy...'' he turned back to you with a mischievous smile. There was warmth and appreciation in his eyes now. "'I never thought I'd be dancing with my beautiful girlfriend instead of talking to sleazy old barons.'" He took a bite of his cake. Immediately he realized that Yves must have been the baker and he remembered that he had been too busy to taste the cake all those years before.

He put the plate on the railing and turned back to you. You looked almost ethereal in the soft light that came from the ballroom behind you, and Clavis made a mental note to get you dresses that show your figure more often. God, he couldn't get enough of the sight of you.

Forgetting the cake, he took a step towards you and put his arms around your waist. With a surprised squeak, you're pressed tightly against his chest. Forgetting the cold air around you, Clavis rests his head in the crook of your neck. ''Thanks...'' he whispered against your neck and a shiver ran down your spine. ''Clavis...'' you murmured and snuggled up against his hard chest. A laugh escaped him, and he straightened to face you. ‘‘Not my style at all, huh? I know I... I can't help but think I'm really lucky. I mean, with you.'' He smiled softly at you, and you felt your cheeks start to grow warmer. ''D-don't say it like that...'' you said with a light, shy laugh. Immediately Clavis' familiar grin was back, and he turned towards the railing with you in his arms to gently push you against it. "'Haha, I'm driving you as crazy as you are driving me am I right, young lady?'" he said happily, bringing his face closer and closer to yours. The fact that your face was almost a tomato now confirmed his statement and his grin turned playful as he ran his finger along your exposed collarbone. Your grip on the jacket of his suit tightened and Clavis let out a mock shocked sigh. "'My goodness, what kind of gentleman am I to leave my lovely girlfriend out here in the cold?'" With one movement he scooped you up in his arms and walked straight into the ballroom. With quick, big steps he crossed until he disappeared through the doors, with you in his arms.

Yves, standing not far from you, put down his drink and went to follow Clavis, but Leon stopped him with a hand on his back. ''Better leave them alone, Yves.'' he grinned. Yves narrowed his eyes and stepped back. ‘‘But it’s almost midnight! Can't this… this pervert wait a little longer?!'' he took a long gulp of his drink and turned back to Leon.

Clavis, meanwhile, had already arrived in his room and almost threw you onto his bed before pouncing on you with hungry eyes. Only now did he notice your gaze. ''I was wondering why you didn't put up a fight with my little kidnapping act. You wanted this the whole time, huh?'' he grinned and started to undo the bows of your dress. With red cheeks you opened his shirt and chuckled slightly. ''Not really, I just wanted to know why you were standing outside in the cold while everyone else was in the warm room like normal people, but...'' your eyes found his, embarrassed. ''I... don't dislike this outcome...''

A little later, freed from your clothes, Clavis covered your mouth to stifle the lovely noises that escaped uncontrollably from your mouth while the fingers of his other hand were sunk deep into your pussy. Your hands clung to his upper arms; your eyes shut tight. Even if they were open, the tears of your ecstasy would completely blur your vision.

Clavis lips sucked and nibbled at your neck, leaving wet, red trails that hurt so good you could come from his touch alone. But Clavis had other plans. With a wet sound, he removed his fingers from you. Immediately you whimpered against his hand, desperate to fill the emptiness inside you again. Clavis' soft laughter filled your ears, and you opened your eyes to look at him. He wiped the tears from your eyes with a gentle smile. ''You didn't think that was all, did you, my little bunny?'' he removed his hand from your mouth. ''P-Please...'' came the soft, broken reply. Your voice was dripping with lust that only Clavis could satisfy. His hand gently stroked your cheek and with a jerk he placed you on his hips. His strong arms supported your trembling body. '’You have to work for what you want, bunny. Come on-'' his voice dropped, and he ran his arms up your waist to your breasts. ''Ride me.''

That's all it needed, forgetting how exhausted you already were, you took his hard, throbbing cock in your hands and with almost trained precision he disappeared deep inside you. Clavis threw his head back, his hair fell in front of his eyes, and he looked at you with half-opened eyes. With a hungry look, almost like a leopard, he started thrusting into you from below while his hands wandered over your body.

With your hands on his chest, you leaned forward and caught his lips in a kiss that consisted mostly of moans. Completely forgetting that you were supposed to be quiet, you clung to him like he was your lifeline and moaned his name.

After just a few thrusts, you felt your climax approaching, still agitated from before. Clavis felt the same way, so he grabbed your hips and turned you around so he could thrust into you from above. Immediately your hands got caught in his sheets. Clavis grinned and placed his arms next to your head so he could place a kiss on your forehead. 'Come with me baby. Give me... everything you have and... I'll give you just as much.'' His sentences were cut short by his groans and heavy breathing. His thrusts became more and more uncontrollable until you came with a groan that was stifled by a kiss, and Clavis slumped onto you. A tired giggle escaped you and you gently stroked his hair. Clavis grunted against your chest and looked up. "Don't you ever stop," he said, laying his head down again. Your giggle turned into a laugh. ''Clavis, the ball isn't over yet, we can-'' but he cut you off with a kiss. ‘‘I won’t let you go back into the ballroom tonight.'' he put his hands on your cheeks and stroked them gently. ''Besides, it's too late now anyway~'' as if he had planned it, dozens of colors exploded in the sky outside his window. The great fireworks that were planned by the princes every year lit up the sky in the most beautiful colors.

Usually, he was too busy to enjoy it.

But not this year, not today.

Today he was in your arms, your hands in his hair - your bodies lit up by the fireworks outside and there was no place Clavis would rather be.

''Happy New Year, my little bunny.''

[goldenteaset]

"Some Ways Belial Could Come Back"

...Born out of my missing him very much but wanting to have fun with it. I did try to keep these vague on the pairing front, believe it or not. XD;

Option one: He Just Shows Up

Falling through the ceiling, sneaking in through a window, whatever. Everyone else uses doors, but not Belial, trickster extraordinaire. He goes the extra mile (RIP to Danchou's rupies).

The pros: He's just here! No muss, no fuss, he's back, baby!

The cons: Why did he come to the Grandcypher? How is he even here? It just raises too many questions.

Option 2: Sariel. Just Sariel.

Thanks to Belial's extra conflicted self-esteem issues, he probably assumes nobody wants him back. Not so! Aside from the fans, in-universe there's at least one very special person who's been looking for him: Sariel. With a resolve that even interesting ants can't (wholly) shake, if anybody can find Belial and bring him home, he'd be my pick. He's changed so much already, I'm sure Belial would love to know what's happened!

The pros: Belial can be with a friend (or more?) again right out of the gate. It would be extremely touching. Bonus if Sariel hugs him ;v;

The cons: Sariel might be so excited to take Belial out of the Dimensional Rift he might let something else out too... (exciting though!)

Option 3: Pantry raid at Bubs' Tower (of Babyl), WOOOOO

Beelzebub has been having fun making Danchou and co.'s life hell thanks to the Tower of Babyl event. In Belial's mind, that just wouldn't stand. That's his hobby. It's only natural he'd want to crash the party and steal Bubs' snacks or what-have-you.

The pros: Beelzebub's reaction would be hilarious, it'd be a wild way for ToB's already wild ride to end

The cons: There's no guarantee Belial wouldn't take over the ToB himself, ensuring the event gets EVEN HARDER (please no)

Option 4: Lucilius and Belial Star In The Lighthouse

Mostly self-explanatory. Lucilius is clearly not having a good time with Belial in the Dimensional Rift ("You're still sulking?" per Belial's summon), so what better way to let the good times roll for him than force Belial out of the Rift and into the Sky Realm? I personally would love to see them have a nightmarish argument that ends with Lucilius chasing Belial with an axe.

The pros: See above, the Belifaa fans who prefer them darker would have a field day

The cons: Arguments and axes aside, it'd mostly leave them at the same place they started, relationship-wise. That's not as interesting to work off of for the writers.

Option 5: "Just Call Me 'Lucifer'"

Easily the most self-indulgent of the bunch. Probably connected to 2 and 4, somehow Lucifer regains enough of his physical form that he can go into the Rift and he, Lucilius and Belial can have a very, very, very long talk. With luck, they reconcile (or close to it) and then can both come back to the Grandcypher. (Heck, Lucilius can come too if he wants, why not.)

The pros: The emotional constipation brigade here can finally show their feelings (while hopefully not resolving everything, that wouldn't be as fun), they get to interact again, Primarchs: We Know Drama

The cons: Similar to 1's, with bonus "Oh god how desperate would Lucilius be to give Lucifer back his body", Belial might stick his fingers in his ears and hum a lot

....And that's my list so far! Not including such wildly self-indulgent options such as "Danchou's Sheer Hot Messiness Compelled Him" or "Lyria Said 'Please' Cutely". XD

[aquagirl1978]

Hi! Is there a possibility for you to write a scenario with the main theme: Emma stayed in Rhodolite but she is actually pregnant of Gilbert's child? With a little bit of nsfw

I let do what you prefer with the rest 😊

Thank you very much!

Anon, today is your day as I finally figured out what I was doing with this request - I hope you don't mind that I wrote this as a Reader insert. Happy Birthday, Gilbert.

Memories - Gilbert von Obsidian x Reader (Ikemen Prince)

Pairing: Gilbert von Obsidian

Prompt: Reader stays in Rhodolite but is pregnant with Gilbert's child

Tags: NSFW - Minors DNI; suggestive situations and themes

The faint scent of roses wafted through the air; invitation clutched tight in your fist, you walked the familiar hallways of the palace. Your time as Belle long ended, that one month you spent at the palace felt like yesterday.

With the Belle system recently eradicated by King Chevalier, you were now free to visit the palace as you wished. But you didn’t. Not until you received this invite, hand-delivered by Clavis, who had informed you of the recent changes. 

As you weaved your way through the maze of hallways, the music now soft in your ears, your mind flooded with memories of that month you called the palace home. Lessons with Sariel. Tea parties with Yves and Licht. Hours spent in the library pouring over your favorite stories.

The library…

Of course you would never forget the times you spent there. The library quickly became your sanctuary - it was where you went to relax, where you escaped for a moment to pretend you were living another life. 

Where he found you…

*****

“What’s a little rabbit doing here all alone?” he asked, his head tilted curiously.

“I have studying to finish,” you replied curtly, your eyes trained on the book before you refusing to meet his gaze. 

You heard him sigh softly; the tip of his cane grazing your chin, you soon found yourself staring into his rose-red eye.

Pushing his cane away was easy; he had already gotten what he wanted - your attention, so his grip was not as strong as it could be. Your heart pounded in your chest, not with fear, but something else. Something far worse.

“Why are you really here?” he asked.

Gripping the edge of the desk, you rose from your seat, his eye never leaving yours.  You had to leave. Now.

But you were never free to leave. Not with Gilbert around. In a flash, his hand was wrapped tightly around your wrist, his gloved fingers cold as ice against your skin. 

“There’s a ball going on and you locked yourself away in here.” His voice was soft, laced with sadness, reminding you that this beast was human. “Why are you hiding?”

From me. He didn’t say the words, but he didn’t have to. His grip on your wrist softened, his thumb caressing your skin. Closing your eyes, you wanted to pull away but you couldn’t. 

Why are you hiding, you asked yourself. To atone for the sins of loving the villain.

The last time you were alone with him, it ended with a kiss. You promised yourself not to allow yourself to be alone with him. You didn’t trust yourself around him.

“Please…” you whimpered as he held your fingers to his lips. Please let me go?

Or…please don’t let go?

*****

Bringing a finger to your lips, you traced the ghost of his kiss; the chill of his mouth on yours still reminiscent, even after all this time. The music grew louder as you approached the ballroom.

A pit grew in your stomach, unsure you were ready for this. You tried to clear your mind, to focus on anything other than the face that continued to seep through your thoughts.

*****

Who kissed who first didn’t matter, just that it happened when it never should had. Your fingers tangled in his messy locks, pulling him closer. Yes, this is what you missed, what you sought. 

He pinned you against the bookcase; your back arched against its shelves as he held your hand in his. You clung to his chest, your fingers digging into his back as he lifted your skirts, his body hard against yours.

Legs wrapped around his waist, you buried your head into his shoulder as your bodies became one. Here, in the library, no one would find you. No one would know what you had done.

You weren’t prepared for this. For how good it would feel. For how vulnerable you became.

“I love you,” he whispered in your ear as the pleasure became too much to bear.

“And I you,” you whispered back, your world forever changed.

*****

Pressing a hand to your stomach, you paused as you walked by the entryway to the gardens. You smiled wistfully as the overwhelming fragrance of roses filled the air, the scent bringing you back to your final goodbye.

*****

“I’ve decided to stay in Rhodolite.”

Speechless, Gilbert simply stared at you, his expression falling. It was like this that he looked most human. You balled your hands into fists, willing yourself not to reach out and hold him.

“In a few days, you’ll choose a new king. You’ll have to leave.”

“I’m returning to my old life. At the bookstore.”

His eye flared, its red burning brightly. But when he spoke, his voice was soft. “You’re choosing to punish yourself.”

“I can’t be with you, Gilbert.” You blinked back tears as you gazed at him, knowing you were ripping him apart. “It was a mistake.”

As soon as the words escaped, you wished you had not breathed them. The fire left his eye; now dark, dark as blood, he finally tore his gaze from you. 

“You really are too pure,” he said. Lifting his hand, he caressed your cheek with his thumb, his touch incredibly tender. Knowing this was goodbye, you stayed there, savoring his touch, committing it to memory.

He turned and walked away, leaving you and your unborn child alone in the gardens, your insides twisting, revolting against your decision.

*****

A pair of doors loomed tall before you. You glanced down at the invitation, now wrinkled in your fist and took a deep breath. 

Why were you so nervous?

Your dry laugh sounded foreign to your ears; you knew full well the cause of your nerves. What if he were here? Would you run if you saw him? Would you be disappointed if you didn’t?

The doors opened, an unfamiliar couple exited the room. It was now or never - time to step through those doors and face the music. 

As you crossed the threshold, you were certain of one thing. Your world was about to change once more.

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[bubby-paws]

[ORR] Ikemen Prince: Beauty and Her Beast - Licht Klein Route Review.

Hello everyone, this is my second route for CYBIRD's Ikemen Prince: Beauty and Her Beast. And we will make a review about it today. I will also compare the three routes I've had so far!

MAIN PLOT: You are an ordinary citizen of Rhodalite that works in a bookstore, living life through the stories written in books. One day, your pure heart caught the eye of a Royal Minister turning you into 'Belle'. Your job is to discern which of the 8 Princes are worth to be the next King of Rhodalite. With their own charms, any blossoming love will be doomed by the Clause 99 of Belle's Covenant.

MAIN ROUTES: 1st Prince Jin Grandet, 2nd Prince Chevalier Mitchel, 3rd Prince Clavis Lelouch, 4th Prince Leon Dompteur, 5th Prince Yves Kloss, 6th Prince Licht Klein, 7th Prince Nokto Klein, and 8th Prince Luke Randolph. Minister and King's Regent, Sariel Noir and, Your Butler, Rio Ortiz.

Currently, Sariel, and Rio's routes are not yet released but Season 2 Prologue is out, introducing the three upcoming routes after Sariel and Rio.

My third route for this game is, 6th Prince Licht Klein. He is the older twin of Nokto Klein. He is portrayed as the quiet Prince, aloof, not interested in befriending anyone.

SPOILERS AHEAD FOR HIS ROUTE!

Licht Klein was introduced as someone that is cool and distant from everyone. When I first met him in the story, I really didn't find any interest in his character at all, his design is pretty but nothing too outstanding and his distant attitude didn't really seem to attract me, too. Ultimately, I chose him after Yves just because I really didn't want to play Clavis or Nokto's route just yet and I thought it would be different to choose a character I wouldn't really pick first.

In the first part of the story, he is very distant and Belle tried to befriend him through Yves. I didn't really see anything unexpected from his character in the game, I knew he would be the way he was when I chose his character. One of the first interaction is when Licht left his gloves after the tea party with Yves and took it as a chance to spark a conversation with him. Which is very effective, considering the photo we got from that.

Licht didn't have a big character development right after this scene though which I liked. I appreciate when stories have a semi-realistic feel to it. Belle continued to try to talk to him and get closer to him but Licht kept pushing her away. Why he was that way is not easy to figure out either, asking Nokto for why Licht is that way also didn't gain any answer for Belle because they both have complicated personalities stemming from a complicated backstory.

The complicated backstory, how hard Licht is to get to know mixed with how kind and sweet he really is made me love his character after a while. Licht and Nokto were born twins, there's a saying that when twins are born, the other one makes good luck and the other makes bad luck. Licht convinced himself that he is the one that creates bad luck and basically everything bad that happens to everyone around him, he thinks is his fault.

He talks about sinning, later on, Belled found out that he killed his mother in order to protect Nokto. They were told to fight each other until one is left, he had no other choice. The King made sure he didn't receive any consequence and this caused him to be eaten by guilt. All of these situation, made him the way he is and honestly, it made him so lovable.

He is vulnerable and fragile, unlike other Princes but is also very strong, courageous, kind and sweet. He is one of those characters, I think, people will find hard to hate.

His character development is slow but you can tell there is progress, the storyline itself is stressful but I became more worried about his well-being more than what's happening. His story definitely is stressful though, considering he almost died and the part where he almost got executed. Although that is the case, we get to see the bond he and Nokto actually have which is great to see.

Belle and Licht never fully confessed to each other, they used the word 'adore' and 'hate' to convey how much they like each other. A lot of kissing scenes as well which is surprising from Licht's character as well.

The ending though is a little bit weird for me, they weren't meant to see each other after she chose the King, in which she chose Leon for. But Licht was still able to visit her once in a while. In the end though, they ended up dating without any consequence from the royal court which I'm curious what would happen but it was never showed.

What I like about the ending is that Rio is so opposed to Licht compared to the other princes that I've taken. But that is with good intent. Overall, it's not a full happy ending but it sure feels realistic in terms of Licht's character.

I chose the Romantic Ending this time for Licht as I wanted his outfit. I will definitely go back to his route for the other Ending, too

COMPARISON TO CHEVALIER AND YVES ROUTE:

Compared to Yves and Chevalier, his story is definitely closest to Chevalier in terms of the complicated storyline. Although Yves also has complications in terms of other Kingdom, his character is not as hard to breakthrough compared to Chevalier and Licht.

That being said, I think Licht is my favorite route and Chevalier being my second one!

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Anyway, Season 2 Prologue is out and it is said that Sariel is going to be out next month! For now, I'm starting Clavis' route so expect him as the next review!

[katriniac]

IkePri OC Bio

Meet Alyce - Fixing Rhodolite's PR nightmare

That ye olde century's equivalent of a reputation manager, speech-writer, and public relations specialist for Rhodolite, with Sariel as her boss. She's a country girl trying to make it in the big city.

Name: Alyce Gardner

Gender: female

Race/Birthplace: Human, Rhodolite

Current Home: Rhodolite Palace

Age: 26

Build: chubby, curvy

Height: 5’6”

Hair: Bright carrot red, long

Eyes: blue

Romantic Relationship History: Doesn't have a great amount of self-worth when it comes to romantic relationships, so she has no defenses whenever a guy shows interest in her. She assumes he's looking for a one night fling, and thinks that will be all she ever get from a man. So she plays up the image of the party girl who is just there to get laid. And it works; she usually doesn't leave a party by herself. But her heart dies a little more each time she gives in to the pressure for sex, wishing she had the confidence to ask for something more meaningful.

Distinguishing Features: freckles all over, dimple in right cheek when she smiles.

Family: Both parents, 2 brothers, 4 aunts, 2 uncles, lots of cousins and a few nephews

Things she has done: Does ‘putting up with Clavis’ count as an achievement? She's earned the trust of Sariel.

Goals she has: Keep Rhodolite’s image strong and positive, both domestically and in the International arena

What Motivates Her: proving that she can make a living on just her own income and doesn't need to marry in order to survive.

Favorite Entertainment (music, books, pastimes, etc.) : ‘commoner’ dancing (contra, square, ceili, etc), singing drinking songs at the top of her lungs and inventing new verses on the spot, telling jokes, doing card tricks, playing charades or any parlor game that uses improvised acting.

Favorite Food/Beverage: bar food, apple pie, meat pasties, cider (alcoholic is preferred, but she also likes to drink the N/A juice)

Personality: Clever, easy-going, energetic, feminine, occasionally immature, bubbly, helpful, warm, sweet, great sense of humor, loud, is a country gal at heart (family runs a sheep farm), loves to have a good time.

Secret vice: Loves to be in the spotlight. Addicted to applause and praise for her talents.

Secret sad: self-conscious about her chubbiness, and is convinced no man will find her attractive (physically or otherwise). That's why she is focused on her career because she thinks she'll be single her whole life.