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[rjthirsty]

Well, damn. Now I'm thinking about Lucien/Roderic ship. Thanks, @y2ashlee. What I first thought of as a joke because I talked about "ships passing in the night" they have convinced me that this is an idea I should run with simply by shipping them.

For real real, spies in love. Knowing that their masters are enemies. Knowing their friendship (or more???) is going to end some day with tragedy. Fuck, it fits Roderic so well. I love torturing him. He's a sweet boy. Let's make him cry.

[rjthirsty]

I also cannot get this out of my head, so here's my Silvio side.

Silvio's hands wrapped around Gilbert's waist. The guy was a lot smaller than he looked once you took off all the layers. He had left his shirt on, but it was easy enough to push it up his back to get a better look at Gil's white ass. He was so light, Silvio was reminded of the white stone that dominated the Benitoite palace. He'd never seen someone so pale.

But god damn, did he feel good.

Silvio thumped into Gilbert rhythmically, his pelvis smacking into Gil's white cheeks, causing them to take on a rosy hue. It was a nice color on the monochrome bastard. He'd probably look a lot less like a creep if he wore some color instead of head to toe in black.

"Ya' gotta ease up a little." Silvio spread his hand along Gil's lower back. His hand was hot - so warm to the touch against Gilbert's chilly skin. A whimper escaped from Gil, and he tensed up even further.

"Tch. Hell if I care." Silvio grumbled in response.

Entranced with the mental visual of Gilbert on his bed, holding a pillow tight and attempting to muffle his noises because the thought of being so wanton with his moans sends unpleasant shivers down his spine. Instead he limits himself to grunts and an accidental whimper or two, as he's being diligently pounded. He's stubborn, still tense as receiving in such a way is still an alien concept, but he wanted it, wanted to let lose in some manner that was still under his control. Meanwhile, he's pissed that his cock is rubbing so wonderfully against the other pillow as he's being fucked, and he doesn't want to come yet.

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My brain keep thinking of stupid comic ideas with Asmo, sorry...

I felt like doing a more detailed rendering on this one

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[letters-from-ikemen]

A Letter That Should Have Never Been Written

I cannot believe I am doing something as ridiculous as writing this letter, but somehow you have always gotten me to do things I never expected to do, and you continue to do so, long after you have left.

 I never expected anyone to ever see me as human. I never expected to bend to anyone’s challenge. I most certainly never expected to be loved by a simpleton like yourself.

And I never expected to love you this much. Had I known, I would have never let you go.

The truth is, I miss you. The hole in my heart since you left me is immeasurable. 

I am lost without you. I wake up every day, hoping I will find you in bed next to me. I miss watching you read, it was so easy to tell what you were reading by the expressions on your face. I miss when you would come by my office; now I am stuck listening to Clavis blather. I dread going to bed, where I am alone without my simpleton.

I saw you the other day during one of my inspections. Like a fool, I allowed a stupid clause to rule my life and I hid in the shadows. Did you see me? I hope that you did.

I should have grabbed your hand and dragged you back to the palace, taken you in my arms, and told you how much I love you and how I will never let you go. But I don’t want to force you into this life I lead.

If you came back to me, things might be different.

Oh, what am I doing? This is ridiculous. It’s not like you’re ever going to see this letter….

a letter for @rjthirsty, thank you for the request!

[queengiuliettafirstlady]

Lovely dreams

Lovely dreams

Fandom: Ikemen Villains

Pairing:  Elbert Greetia x Alfons Sylvatica

Tag: Angst Mention of past trauma Hurt Comfort Minor presence of self deprecation Fluff           

Word Count : 2.867

Author’s Note: A chance encounter and words that should reamin hidden are revelaed when the sun goes down and the darkness awake feelings until then hidden in one’s heart, emotions that could change destiny forever, like it happened to two friends whose relationship many moon ago nurtured a love unlike any other that only need a bit of courage to be discovered leading to an unexpected happines like no one of the two ever imagined. 🥰

Side Note: One line of spoiler from Elbert’s route, Alfons’ route, Alfons’fate, Roger and Elbert’s past records and their relationship with Alfons.

The spoiler is not evident, you will understand it if you have read one of the stories listed above but if you haven’t you won’t certainly have your fun spoiled at reading them when they will come out in the english version of the game and thus you can read this story safely if you are interested in the pairing. 🤗

Special thanks to @fang-and-feather for being my beta reader for the story and helping me out. 🤗

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United Kingdom, In the countryside near London, in a mansion near the coast.

The lively voice of two boys was all it could be heard in the room, it was by no way the proper behaviour between an attendant and his lord but neither of them minded because Alfons, that the name of the little lord’s attendant, would have done pretty much anything to make Elbert, his master, smile.                                     

Countless attempt to which that night signed another fruitless one as Alfons’ struggles to place a smile on Elbert’s lips and make him forget all about his demons were all in vain, the sweet illusions he so readily showed other people through his ability never lasted on him making the young servant even more determined to make the happiness he would have gave his lord real, for once, as nothing has ever been for him.

“The prince and the princess married and they lived happily ever after.”

“Were they really happy?”

The hint of doubt in his lord’s words made Alfons hear throb in sympathy for him, a painful truth he should have never been aware of.

“Yes, so very happy especially because you see their palace was filled to the brim with shiny objects.”

Calloused fingers trailed over the golden decorations hand painted on the shiny scarlet cover of the book he was reading from, smiling like old accomplices as he leaned over Elbert looking up at him with childlike wonder in his sea blue eyes, sparkling in the dim light of the room.

“They were beautiful?”

“Oh yes, the most beautiful in all the Kingdom.”

“I want them too.”

Neat fingers grabbed the blankets raising them until only his eyes were visible, a childish habit Alfons hadn’t the heart to reprimand him for, instead his rough fingers cradled though his blonde locks brushing briefly over his cheeks only to boop his nose as he looked intensely at him.

“I am sure you will acquire them all.”

“So they will forgive me … and then … everyone will be happy right?”

His light blue eyes filled with tears Alfons saw through, unable to stay still he slid his thumb on Elbert’s cheek in a vain attempt to cheer him up, his skin so soft and smooth under his calloused finger and yet something told him his heart to be covered in scars so deep it would have been quite a trial to touch it unharmed like a rose with its thorns, beautiful but engulfed in pain just like he was in Alfons’ eyes.

“Of course they will.”

A bitter smile curled the valet’s lips as he tucked the blanket around his little lord, paying attention to not leave any side uncovered and yet at his monotone voice his usual composure faltered making the duvet slip through his fingers as he widened his grey eyes looking up at him.

“Are you happy here … Alfio?”

A piercing pain pinned through his heart making him unable to move like one of those butterfly specimen his master loved so much doing, his own heart throbbing for the kindness he saw reflected in those innocent eyes that should have never been stained so much with tears, his lord’s heart far too sensitive to not be scarred by such memories.

“I am, Elbie.”

Short digits stretched around his tiny mouth covering a yawn, soon followed by his blonde head drowsily laying against the pillow looking up at his loyal attendant as he bent over him from his place on the bed.

“Good night Lord Elbert.”

Alfons had just brushed the gentlest of kisses on his hair when suddenly bony pale fingers gripped his wrist, a look of terror he rarely saw in his azure eyes as he looked back at him.

“Please stay.”

A plea the attendant found himself unable to answer, he knew of his scars, no one would have remained sane in his shoes, not even himself, for it he can’t ignore his lord’s pleas, spurring by the fear at the prospect to be swallowed whole by his own demons.

The valet’s composure faltered for once, in doubt about what to do he decided to ask, lest to appear like another of the ones that sought to take advantage of him.

“Is that really what you want, Elbie?”

“Yes … unless you don’t want to.” Shyness lingering in his smile as he looked at him, reminding him of a stray cat, confused but very affectionate.

“What reason do I have to refuse?”

What reason indeed he had except his fear to get too attached to a boy that had already made his way in his heart, making him unable to forget or leave him even if it was maybe the wisest thing to do, but the truth was that his foolish heart didn’t give him the luxury to walk away from a person that so clearly needed him.

“I don’t know.”

The way Elbert’s fingers tortured the hem of the sheets didn’t fly unnoticed to his grey eyes, a candour in his answer Alfons didn’t know how to react to, and so he followed his lord’s wishes sliding under the covers with him, letting his master cling to him like he was a plush, if that was enough to comfort him and make him happy, even if for a little while, then so be it.                                                                                  Alfons would have said and done anything to make him feel better to see that gentle smile he liked so much curl Elbert’s rosy lips.

“Sweet dreams Elbie.”

“Sleep tight Alfio … and thank you.”

Thanks as if he deserved any, he was only taking advantage of a warm house, food every day and comforts he never ever dreamed of having all that because of his little master naivete.

Alfons felt sick to his stomach at the thought he was fooling that poor young boy that clearly had seen enough to have his smile erased from his lips and nightmares enough to plague him for a lifetime. 

The minimum he could do was help Elbert forget and be, even if for a far too fleeting instant, happy like he deserved to be.

A murmur rolled down from Alfons lips, betraying a secret he was determined to hold close to his heart, affection misplaced for someone so wicked like him could have never ever been worthy of such a pure, beautiful person like his lord was.

“I love you Elbert.”

Alfons was sure he couldn't hear him and yet the gentle way Elbert snuggled to his chest smiling put his heart at ease, for once at least Alfons’ got to be loved and cherished as he never was, and that for tonight was enough to make him drift asleep amidst the velvety duvets of the bed, an unusual comfort he never knew he needed nor believed he could have ever afford nor be worthy of … unreachable exactly like his love.

United Kingdom, London, In an overstuffed room in Crown Castle.

Ever since moving to the castle Alfons hoped with all his might that the hellish nightmares that plagued Elbert’s sleepless nights would have become a memory of the past … foolish to to think that such a kind heart like his lord possessed would have not been scarred for life from the trials and tribulations he had to go through all alone before in a twist of events Alfons didn’t get to live with him, able to ease his pain not with his ability but with efforts, something he wasn’t used to and probably wouldn’t have done for anyone else but Elbert, the only one capable to have entered in his heart so delicately Alfons didn’t noticed until it started beating out of control for him, the sign of a love that should have never been but that against all odds it was.

That night one of the many Alfons did his best to ease his lord’s sufferings … but in vain, a pain unbearable was for him to see Elbert crumble down before his eyes for a sin he hadn’t committed, and so he did the only thing he was capable of … he wrapped his arms around his master’s back, holding him tight to his chest as he rubbed his beautiful face on his muscular chest.

“It is my fault … Everyone was unhappy because of me. It is … all … my fault.”

Each word punctuated by heavy sobs as Elbert clenched to him, Alfons’ fingers tightened in his platinum locks shoving him even better against his chest, every tear soaking through his shirt a sharp dagger in his heart.

-What could he say to him?

-What could he do to make him smile?

Alfons racked his brain for an answer but no matter what he drew blank and so he kept shut, his sturdy fingers rubbed circles on Elbert’s back letting him unwind every emotion brimming over from his sensitive heart, closer to crack at each sigh as his bony fingers clawed the back of his valet’s shirt enough to leave crinkles and faint red signs on his scarred skin but he didn’t mind, Alfons sucked in a breath when his short clean nails scraped over an old whipped wound of his, but even if it hurt he didn’t pull away.

Because in all truth if this was enough to put his master’s mind and heart at ease, or sort of, there was nothing he wouldn’t have endured for, like all the times that caring nothing for his own safety he had saved his little lord’s life from the reckless bets they used to do.

“It wasn’t your fault.”

Unable to stay still any longer words he always thought tumbled off Alfons’ tongue, silver eyes set ablaze with something aking passion met his light blue ones, still reddish and misty with tears, Elbert’s pale skin was coloured by a faint pink on his cheeks caused by the way he harshly rubbed his face on his old friend’s sturdier chest.

“I am happy because of you.”

A look of incredulity glimmered in the muddy like water of his sea blue eyes almost as he was clearly seeing his attendant for the first time since that evening.

“Are you?”

His voice groggy and hoarse from all the shriek of agony that had left his lips as he clung to his friend, seeking solace in his strong arms.

“I could never lie to you Lord …”

A long fingers pressed with more grace than he would have ever had on his lips.

“Elbert.” He let out a cough before speaking again.

“Address me by my name.”

“Is this alright … my lord?”

“It’s an order, Alfons.”

Resolve as the attendant never saw before shone in his master’s eyes looking every inch the prince he always was to him.

“As you wish.”

With a soft sigh Elbert placed his head on Alfons shoulder, his fingers mindlessly caressing his muscular chest smiling at the feeling of his old friend’s lips placing a gentle kiss on his forehead, enough to relax him as he drifted off to sleep.

Morpheus was though not so merciful to his attendant, dreams so vivid he wished were real waltzed in his mind as he held the object of his love between his arms, his one and only treasure in the whole world, the only gift he received and was ready to give up anything else for.

A forlorn smile curled Alfons’ lips as he watched his prince sleep, for once peaceful until a grimace flashed on his pretty features easily brushed off by the gentle kiss he left on his forehead, tucking his blonde locks damp with sweat away from his gorgeous visage, Elbert’s rosy lips curled in a smile as he felt his friend’s fingers brush on his cheeks, the young lord relaxed against his ever loyal attendant chest as he adjusted the blankets around him, shielding him from the cold outside with the warmth of his muscular body.

It was the crack of dawn when Alfons woke up, the slice of light filtering through the closed door keyhole bothering him to the point he draped his fingers over his eyes, grateful for the velvet blue curtains covering the windows, letting his digits slide off only when he felt his prince stir between his arms.

A fond smile curled Alfons lips as he looked down at Elbert, admiring the way his eyelids fluttered open, his voice groggy from disuse was the best melody in the whole world for the valet’s ears enough to make his heart jump mirthfully in his chest.

“Alfio.”

“It’s still early Elbie, you can sleep a little longer.”

A gentle smile on his rosy lips he nuzzled back into Alfons’ chest, purring at the way his muscular arms tightened around him, mindless of the conflict going on in Alfons’ heart, Elbert snuggled to his side, like he used to do when they were little and he was scared of storms, during those long cold nights he spent cuddling close to his old friend’s chest like he was doing right now.

Alfon’s raven curls swayed around his head as he slumped it down on the pillow wrapping one arm around Elbert’s lithe frame holding him close, in his own way hoping to protect him from his demons and shield him from any thing that may have wounded him further, admiring the way his graceful hand squeezed his own.

In his heart, a prayer he knew was destined to remain unanswered.

-If just one grants me this wish … please don’t let him forget me.

A tear rolled down Alfon’s cheek promptly drowned by the soft pillowcase as he squeezed his little prince tightly in his chest taking relief in his warmth, pleasure, as ephemeral as it could be, from the light smile curling his gracious lips.

He needed him.

He loved him.

For the present time he remembered him and for Alfons that was all that he could ask for.

At least for once someone cared for him enough to seek solace in his arms and not out of personal gain to take advantage of him but to offer Alfons all the kindness his beautiful heart had even though Elbert never had any returned to himself.

Similar and yet so different it was impossible to see a more weird pairing than them.

The valet let out a heavy sigh as he brushed his fingers on his unruly curls, his voice a longing murmur rolling slowly from his tongue straight from his aching heart swollen with affection.

“I love you Elbert.”

He knew his precious prince wouldn’t hear him and a part of him was relieved after all he never wished Elbert’s precious affection to be wasted on the likes of him … and yet a part of him felt elated and panicked alike when he met his light blue eyes shining with affection focused on him.

“I love you too Alfons.”

Alfons’ heart beat wildly in his chest, he knew he should have pushed him away, he knew he should have not got attached … and yet the bright smile Elbert offered him was all he could ever ask for and more, enough to make him accept, for once, the love only a kind person like his lord could have ever had for such a lewd, lascivious man like him.

“I know of our curse and fates.”

Of course he did, Roger had to tell him that after all, that gossiper he was, hate melted with affection making the Alfons’ relationship with the former doctor even more complicated than he would have liked to admit.

“Please allow us to spend time together as much as we can.”

Alfons was about reply to push him away as he should have done from the start but was strangely unable to … because in truth he found himself weak in front of Elbert’s sapphire eyes looking up at him like this, so trusting and full of affection the valet couldn’t do anything but accept his master feelings, unable to resist the siren’s song Elbert sweet voice was to his ear, unable to look away from his gorgeous eyes entrancing him as nothing ever did, unbearable even the idea to turn down his love and wound any further the very object of his everlasting affection.

“I need you.”

Elbert’s words made the last of his resistance crumble down, melting like snow in spring, with open arms Alfons welcomed the greedy lips of his lord as he kissed him, inexperienced even clumsy but so very sweet and full of love, bending to his greed the valet embraced all his master had to give, giving in to that same feeling that so long and so deep had took root in his heart, Alfons’ expert lips kissed him back, swallowing his prince’s groans as his calloused fingers tightened on his sculpted hips pulling them closer together.

Reluctantly but breathless they pulled away only to kiss again and again, spending all night showing off their love to one another, only to cuddle side by side in the messed up duvets of the bed as they welcomed the sun rising above the horizon with a smile.

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@rjthirsty

Who said that?!? Thank you????

[rjthirsty]

I've had this idea I wanted to do kicking around for a while, but as time passes, it seems less and less likely that'll I'll get to writing it. So I'm throwing it out there in case anyone finds it interesting.

Characters finding or reading fanfic of them.

I've considered it a few ways.

RP the character as a pseudonym in comments on ao3 for people who wrote fics. Not as a form of harassment, be cool about it.

Write a story with them finding it in their universe and their reactions to it. Only positive! I'm not about spreading hate.

Maybe just write a drabble in response to fanfic, listing the work inspired by the fic the characters are discussing.

It seemed like a fun idea. Unfortunately, I'm barely keeping up with my own ideas and other writing, so I just don't see it happening by me.

[rjthirsty]

Kasey: You are stronger than this.

Kayden: You will not be forgotten.

Dahlia: Just say yes. Don't debate.

Eloise: Tell him you love him.

Answer in the voice of your OC...

[Name]! If you could write a note for your younger self, what would you say in 5 words?

Check pinned post for event details.

[scummy-writes]

The Obsidian ballroom is so rarely used for it's intended purpose. Instead, it had been home to brutal displays of corrupt nobility, and only in its recent years had that filth been scrubbed clean, ordered by the last prince of the Obsidian family. A man who spent countless days in his childhood wishing to be able to dance in such a room with his beloved. Spending long evenings learning each dance, practicing to become perfect for his future bride. Who finally, finally, was able to live out that dream.

With a heavy creak, embellished doors slowly open, drawing giggles and shushing into the wide room. Little hands push as hard as they might against the oak doors, before bigger, gloved hands push the rest of it open. Within moments, a small gasp rings out, followed by hurried steps out to the middle of the floor. It's followed by Gilbert's, along with the thump of his cane.

The young Obsidian princess looks around the room with bright eyes, twirling to take in all the windows and decor have to offer. At last, she stops to look at her father, excitement gleaming.

"You'll really teach me?"

"I don't lie, little bunny." He teases, unlatching his cloak to set aside for now, "your uncle Roderic says you've been doing well on your studies, and I always follow through on my promises."

Giddy, she bounces in place for a few seconds, getting her burst of excitement tamed, "how will you teach me?"

Gilbert smiles, standing in front of his daughter with his hand outstretched, bowing slightly with an arm behind him. She giggles, mimicking him in a curtsy before taking his hand with her smaller one. In seconds, Gilbert draws her closer, chuckling as he encourages her to place her feet on top of his.

"Hold on, and pay attention to how your feet move. Remember the pacing."

With a carefulness no one would have expected from the man with countless bodies lay to rest in his past, he steps around the ballroom with his daughter in tow, counting the steps in a quiet one, two, three before dissolving into humming a tune with the same pattern.

His daughter clutches tightly, smile never leaving her face. It's only when he picks her up to twirl her that she erupts into laughter again. At last, they take a moment to rest, attention caught by the view the room brings.

Gilbert pats her on the head lightly, musing privately about the history of this room, now washed away by the memories of his loved ones.

"Where's mama?"

"She's busy making a surprise gift for me, but don't tell her that I know," he presses a finger to his lips, smiling when she nods in agreement, "why do you ask?"

"Can I watch you and mama dance? I promise I won't interupt! I bet I can even play my violin for you to dance to!"

"Hehe, of course. But we'll have lots of kisses while doing so."

"Ewww, gross!" She pulls a face, and the two of them dissolve into laughter.

i just thought it was a cute idea.

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Thank you for the tags @rjthirsty, @wistfulwanderingone, @keithsandwich, @scorchieart.

I didn't have space to access Tumblr on my PC so it took me a while to make this

Rules: Make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! Then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

I have a lot of WIPs and only listed the ones for the Ikemen Series (if I was to list the old SCM ones this would take a while longer).

Untitled Document (but an old version of it with deleted scenes was named Handcuffs WIP)

Leon/Carina WIP

Leo - Festa

Actor AU - Yves

Actor AU - Licht

Mozart - Carriage

Naps - Payback

Chev - Family

IkePri Girls Night

Naps Reincarnated C2

Sebastian - Birthday C2

Vincent/Jean WIP

Leonardo - Storm

Amy/Sebastian Soulmates AU

Comte/Hikari Soulmates P2

Charles - Pre Party

Vamp/Sen Sedoretu

Charles/Vincent/Reader

Leonardo - Storm II (apparently I have two WIPs with the same name, similar ideas, different stories and continuities)

Jean/Amy/Isaac - Soulmates AU C2

F! Arth Poly WIP C2

Theo Omegaverse

Cyran WIP

Sasuke Birthday

Vincent's Birthday

Arth/Isaac/Vincent Christmas Card

Mistake or not

Will/Vincy//Reader - Magic AU C2

Charles - Confession

Arty/Theo - FWB

Reflection of Lust

Aphrodisiac Chaos

Aphrodisiac Chaos V2

Between two Loves

Insomnia

Hide and Tease

Love the way you are

Secret Desires

Jean - Pegging

Seb - First Time

Will/Vincy - Bondage

Jean/Mo

IkeVamp ToD Prolog

Silly Crossovers - Minecraft

Silly Crossovers - Yugioh

Silly Crossovers - Ayakashi

Alternate Universes - Pokemon

Pokemon Crossover Polycule

Not tagging anyone because I don't have that many people, especially that haven't been included by someone else yet (and I still have to catch up with)

[askjingrandet]

Treat, please.

Though a sweety like you might be enough of a treat already.

Hey there @rjthirsty your pretty sweet yourself handing out a compliment like that.

Now let's see a treat for you...well seeing as how you said I'm enough heres a little tid bit about me and a pic, both slightly naughty of course after the great fic you wrote about me 😉.

My favorite time of day to be in bed with a woman is actually at sunset. The way the setting sun looks on flushed skin, gorgeous.

Have a great Halloween!

[rjthirsty]

I did one. But only one. I should have done a second so we could see the relationships both ways. I don't know what I'm doing. My first-ish OC. He's a mess just like me.

ALRIGHTY!!! let's play a game together!

First of all :

The difference between orange and green arrows is that orange arrow shows respect only without concern for that person's life. While the green arrow shows how much concern you show towards the person, that's why I used them together here.

Despite the conflictions between Vernard and his brothers, he won't hesitate to show care and love towards them, even... Towards those who he doesn't know who / what are they to him

Here's the template!

Have fun ~ <3

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Thank you, @scummy-writes , for the idea. I'm now going to go feral and write it.

Notes: Hilde is Gilbert's deadname in this AU, sexism sucks ass but it's in here because it would fit into an older Obsidian, spoilers for Gilberts route if you haven't read it

Hilde was the only princess born into Obsidian. She was always sickly, weak, close to death. She was often overlooked by her family. The emporor and her brothers knew she was no threat to the throne. She would be the last to inherit it, and she was a girl. There was nothing she could change about that.

Her mother and her older brother always gave her all the love and affection she could ever dream of. She always asked her brother to teach her what the tutors, her brother always obliged and helped her in any skill she wished to learn that was 'for men'. She also often wore her brothers clothes because she felt more comfortable in them, like herself....

Her mother always did the more feminine things with her, but that was okay. The two of them made a lot of beautiful and amazing things together.

Then, everything changed. The emporor declared that it was time for him to choose his heir, that the men were to fight. Her mother and brother sent her to Rohdinite. Somewhere safe while the fighting happened.

In Rohdinite, Hilde met a young boy who was smart, and quiet. They managed to become good friends. Hilde managed to learn so much more while in Rohdinite than she ever could back at home. Or, was allowed to. Why limit people when both men and women could make great strides?

Soon enough, the time had come for Hilde to return to Obsidian. To be greeted by the worst outcome that could've possibly happened. Her beloved mother and brother. Dead. Their heads mounted as a greeting to the returning princess.

Much to the Emporor's dismay. She didn't cry. There were only two people left. One of her other brothers. And him.

So, she killed the Emporor's last male heir.

"What are you going to do now? Find another bitch to make a male heir. Or let me fight?" She demanded.

This made the Emporor amused and decided to use Hilde as a new pawn and his heir.

They talked about how things were to move forward after that. It was a long, tireing meeting. But, that was the day Gilbert was created.

At first, Gilbert was a persona that Hilde dawned to make the soldiers beneath him respect him. But it didn't take long for that 'persona' to become his true face. He took glee in being a man, in being respected, being seen as a man, it felt... right.

Finding Rodric just sealed everything. Rodric was born a man, but he looked just like himself, just the bits and the body heat being the only difference. That would be perfect. He didn't expect to get himself a partner or really comeing in close contact with anyone.

Over the years, a book seller would often come into Obsidian and tell stories of a girl where he lived, sone who was loveing and kind. Gilbert couldn't help but hate her, but at the same time, he was so intrigued by her and the stories the man told. Whenever the man went into Obsidian, he would often visit him and buy a book or two.

Finally, the time had come. Belle had been chosen, and the Goodwill Gala was about to start.

He managed to drag Belle there since any senceable person who was in that role would try to hide from him. But his charms won Belle over, with a lot of force, but that was okay.

"Introduceing, Gilbert Von Obsidian"

Did he ever shiver with glee every time his true name was spoken, every time he was seen as who he was. He couldn't help but let his ever-present smile grow.

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Cute headcanon thought up by OP about the poly ship my OC Kayden is in with their OC Morgan. I love it.

The 'Wings and Claws' polycule/the overworking polycule. (Kayden @rjthirsty , Gilbert, Chalaver, Morgan, and Silvio) kinda has an internal rule of how NOT to overwork themselves. Kayden started this a long time ago by stealing Gilberts paperwork and them having sex as a 'punishment'. Kayden naturally did the same thing with Chalaver because he was curious about what would happen. Same thing. Morgan and Silvio did this naturally with each other before they joined the polucule. Morgan's punishment for disrupting his work often changes. Sometimes, it's them helping him on his ship. Others, it's just spending some alone time with him and playing a game. Depends on his mood and how much he realizes he is in love with them. For Morgan, it's been helping them care for the garden or have him watch their cat while they're gone for buisness. As a couple, it's more like they give each other a barrage of affection to distract the other. It's the most effective for them both. They both become blushing messes. When Morgan is with Gilbert, they learn (by example, because they accidentally walked in on Gil and Kayden) not to steal the papers. Instead, bribe the man with sweets that they have baked.

When it comes to keeping an eye on Kayden, it's hard to know when he is overworking since he is out on the field. So when either Chalaver or Gilbert sees that he had been, they just- send him somewhere nice to take a break at, pretending it is work. They both are technically his bosses, after all. When Gilbert ditracrs Morgan from work, he is overdramatic and begs for attention in his own way (threatening war, of course). So they kinda have to stop since they know logically that he probably would and gives him attention.

Gilbert distracting Silvio is way too easy. He just sits on his lap. That's it. The man is done for. Silvio has a harder time distracting Gilbert. His own pride doesn't let him go to anyone else for help with this either. It has to be him. After multiple failed attempts at distracting Gilbert, he just tells him to stop, clearly exaughsted. Making the man laugh and tease him. They have some... fun for that.

Gilbert vs. Chalaver isn't even a battle of how badly they're gonna overwork themselves. The problem is done when they are in the same room. They are the problem. It's solved within a few hours, directly or indirectly.