#sweet licht

[otomefoxystar]

Blizzard

Fandom: Ikemen Prince

Pairing : Licht X MC

Genre : Angst with fluff

TW : Mentions of blood .

Author Notes: Sorry this came out so long I went with the idea and couldn’t stop.

Sariel was particularly hard on _ _ _. Everything she did was wrong; everything she said was unbecoming of Belle. He made her repeat after repeat until she got it right with not so much as a break. She finally had enough. She had taken his verbal abuse for far too long. She threw up her hands, “I’m done! Screw this and screw you!” His eyes widened. “Wait-“He tried going after her, but she had already slammed the door shut. She huffed as she hastily walked down the hallway, stopping momentarily to get her winter cloak, feeling like she was suffocating in the castle. She had to leave, had to get outside.

Sariel chased after her but stopped when he saw Leon watching the interaction from down the hall. She walked briskly, trying to escape the castle as quickly as possible. When she passed each of the princes without so much as a smile, practically running, they looked confused. Nokto yelled out to her.

“Stop! It’s snowing.” She blatantly ignored him and kept going forward, opening the heavy castle door. The princes all gathered together to see what was conspiring. They watched her leave the castle and enter the bitter, snowy cold. Clavis stepped next to Nokto, “What just happened?” Leon stepped forward, “Something happened between her and Sariel. She was yelling and slammed the door, then stormed off.” Yves looked out the window, “I’m sure she’ll return when she gets too cold.”

They all went about their business as if it were a typical day, fully expecting her to come back soon in a better mood and hungry for a hot meal. No one thought the worst would happen. That wasn’t until Nokto heard the wind whistling out his window. He looked outside to see a full-blown blizzard coming down. He got up to look outside, seeing that a considerable amount of snow had fallen since _ _ _ left. He wondered if she had come back yet. She hadn’t come to bug him yet. He began looking around the castle. As time passed and he couldn’t find her, he started to panic, asking everyone he saw if they had seen her, receiving ‘no’ every time.

Licht was walking down the hallway, ready to meet Yves for their daily tea. When he saw his twin frantically searching every room as if he had lost Something important. “Nokto,” Licht said, trying to get his brother’s attention. Nokto turned his head upon hearing his name. “Licht! Have you seen _ _ _?!” Licht was curious why it was so crucial that Nokto wanted to find her. “No. Why do you need her?” Nokto’s shoulders slumped, “She was upset and left; it’s been hours.”

Licht didn’t want everyone to panic if there was no need. “Left, where?” Nokto slumped his shoulders. “outside,” Licht looked out the window in the hallway. “You let her leave in these conditions? You didn’t think to go after her ?” Nokto shook his head, “It wasn’t this bad when she left.” Licht dragged his hand over his face in frustration. He glanced outside again. Watching the blizzard made his stomach sink with worry.

He walked forward without so much as a single word to Nokto, “Licht, where are you going?” Licht returned to his bedroom, grabbing winter gear as if he were going on a mission. “I’m going to find her.” Nokto watched Licht prepare to face the storm. “What? How will you find her when you can’t see in front of you?” As Licht pulled his glove over his hand, “I have to try.” Nokto knew his twin had a bleeding heart. He knew his kindness could sometimes be his weakness, but this wasn’t just kindness. It was desperation.

Nokto saw the way _ _ _ was able to make Licht’s eyes smile, how the darkness that loomed over his twin started to fade, showing him a glimmer of light when she was near him. Nokto saw how Licht looked at her, even if he claimed repeatedly that he hated her and wanted her to never speak to him again. It was clear to Nokto that Licht held affections for her that he wasn’t aware of himself.

To go after her, though? To face Mother Nature herself as the wind howled and the snow fell, blinding whoever dared to face her wrath. “No, you can’t. It’s bad enough she’s out there, but for you to go after her? That’s madness. You’ll never find her. Then you’ll both be lost. It’s best to pray she found shelter and wait out the storm.” As Licht pulled up the hood on his cloak, he looked into Nokto’s eyes, his eyes. “Don’t forget what I am capable of. I will bring us both back alive. Have faith, Nokto.” Nokto put his hand on Licht’s shoulder; Licht put his hand on Nokto’s shoulder in a silent promise and nodded. Licht walked to the door with determination, with Nokto following behind him.

Licht opened the castle door, looking at the raging storm before him. Nokto ran behind Licht, holding the door as he took a long look at Licht. Licht nodded confidently, trying to reassure his brother that he would be okay. Nokto shut the door, fighting against the wind. Jin, Yves, and Clavis had seen the exchange between the twins. “She never came back?” Clavis asked, “And he’s going after her?!” Yves responded. Nokto looked out the window, watching Licht hold his hood as he walked into the distance. “Yeah,” Nokto said quietly.

Licht forced his body forward, fighting against the wind and snow and occasionally having to turn his head, feeling like the wind was suffocating him. Any trace of footprints _ _ _ had left behind had already been covered with inches of new snow. His ankles sank into the snow, it hitting just below his shins. Unable to walk normally because of the snow and the pressure from the wind, instead having to pick his foot up with each step he took. He tried to focus through the snow but could hardly see anything in front of him.

When was the last time it snowed like this? It had been years. At first, Licht yelled her name, but soon, he realized she probably wouldn’t be able to hear him over the whistling of the wind. He decided to save his breath and look for any place where she could have gone. Licht walked for what felt like miles upon miles until he looked to his right, seeing what looked like torn fabric stuck between some branches. Licht pushed against the wind with wide steps as he took the material out of the tree, holding it with both gloved hands, trying to study it without it blowing away.

He recognized the fabric; it was the same color as her cloak. “Where are you?” He asked out loud as he looked in the distance. He saw a cavern in the mountain wall. He inhaled deeply, preparing to face the strong winds. Ducking down, Licht entered the cavern, which led into an open area. He saw a slumped figure leaning against a wall. “ _ _ _?” He hoped it was her, but there was such minimal light that he couldn’t make out the features of the figure. “It’s okay, it’s Licht.”

“Licht?” Didn’t he just tell her it was him? “Yes, it’s me.” He kneeled next to her, taking her face in his gloved hands. “Are you okay, _ _ _? Are you hurt?” She looked into his crimson eyes in what little light they had. “My leg.” He sat back on his feet. “Let me see.” She stretched her leg out with a pained hiss. He took his gloves off and inspected her leg. Her calf was smeared with blood, with a deep gash. She made a makeshift tourniquet out of ripped material to stop the bleeding. At least she wasn’t completely clueless. “You really messed your leg up pretty good.” We need to get you back to the castle.” She snickered, finding humor in his words. “How would you like to do that? I can hardly walk, and I don’t think this storm will let up anytime soon. We’ll probably starve to death in here.”

He gave her a condescending look. “We aren’t going to starve because I’m going to get us out of here.” He brushed her bangs out of her face. When his fingers touched her forehead, her skin seared his fingertips, feeling like she had been sitting near a fire. Worry filled his eyes, and he put his hand on her head. “You’re burning up. I’ve got to get you back.” She shook her head. “How?” He brushed her tangled hair behind her ear. “We’re going to walk.” He teased. “Stop it, Licht. I’m serious.” His hand lingered on her ear. “I am, too. Your leg is infected. I have to get you back as soon as possible.” She nodded, realizing the severity of her condition.

He put his hat on her head, but she refused to use his gloves. He needed Something to keep the warmth in. “hold on to me tight the whole time.” He wrapped his arm around her waist, and she took hold of his arm as they braced themselves to go out into the blizzard. She hobbled along, letting Licht lead the way. They trekked through the deep snow with barely any visibility as day began to turn to night. She clung to him but fell just as the castle came into view. “_ _ _!” He gathered her in his arms, holding her legs over his arms and cradling her as they sat in the snow. She looked at Licht, placing her hand on his cheek; she gave him a weak smile and closed her eyes again. “S-stay awake; don’t you dare fall asleep.” His ruby eyes were locked on hers. For the first time in a really long time, he felt fear; it flowed through him, sending his heart into a frenzy.

She grabbed his hand, and he squeezed hers. She spoke with the little strength she had left in her weak body, “I’m tired.” he drew his brows together. “Fight it! Do not go to sleep. We’re almost there. You wouldn’t give up on me, and I won’t give up on you!” With renewed determination, Licht stood up and adjusted his grip on her, ensuring he held her securely. He started running as best he could in the deep snow. Adrenaline rushing through his veins, Licht kept going, kept moving forward. He was tired, but he wouldn’t let himself stop until he got her inside. Finally, Licht could barely see the castle and ran as well as was possible in the deep snow. He pushed against the wind harder, making his heart pump harder.

Jin was passing by the window when he saw Licht in the darkness holding _ _ _ in his arms and fighting against the impossible forces of the wind and snow. “open the door! “Licht yelled, hoping someone heard him. “Open the door!” He yelled again. Jin rushed to the door and pulled it open wide. Licht didn’t stop running until he got inside, falling to the floor with her still in his arms. Licht was on his back, holding _ _ _ tightly.

He was panting and gasping for breath; everyone looked at him. Licht looked down at _ _ _, noticing she was unconscious in his arms. “S-she n-needs the doctor.” Luke went to Licht without a second thought and took her out of his arms. Exhausted, Litch’s head fell onto the hard floor as relief washed over him. His adrenaline started dissipating.

As Luke carried her upstairs, Licht’s breathing started normalizing; Leon hoisted him to his feet. Jin and Leon accompanied Licht to her room, where the doctor tended to her wound. The doctor poured some antiseptic into her wound as he talked out loud. “it’s a good thing you’re unconscious. Otherwise, this would really hurt.” Sariel joined them, and Leon glared at him. Deciding it was best not to make a scene, he kept quiet. The doctor began stitching her wound. As he finished, he washed his hands, then proceeded with the rest of the exam, seeing if she were wounded elsewhere.

“She’s okay now?” Leon asked. The doctor turned to look at his audience. “She’s far from okay right now; we’ll have to wait it out. I’ll come check on her later.” The doctor covered her up and packed away his tools. Leon turned to Sariel, crossing his arms. “What happened between you to upset her so much to make her storm out?” Sariel looked at her, and Nokto walked in, hearing the commotion. “I may have been a bit hard on her today.” Nokto stepped in. “She is a woman, Sariel, not one of us. She is not training to go to war. She is picking the next king! When she wakes up, you better apologize to her.” Nokto squeezed Litch’s wrist before he walked away. Leon looked over to Litch. “You need to take care of yourself, put on some dry clothes, and get Something warm to eat. Litch looked at her sleeping form. “I’ll watch over her,” Leon said as he moved a reading chair beside her bed.

Litch could leave knowing Leon would be there if she woke up. With clean clothes and a full stomach feeling sufficiently warmed, he walked back to her room. Leon was sitting in his chair, looking over papers. “She hasn’t woken up yet?” Leon looked up at Litch and shook his head with a frown. Litch walked into the room and saw her sleeping. Leon got up, “I’ve got some work to do. If you need me, you can come get me.” He left the room, heading towards the office, using the excuse to give Litch the privacy he needed.

Licht sat in the chair Leon had been sitting in not long ago. He put his elbows on his knees and folded his hands, leaning his forehead on his hands. Moments later, Licht looked up, feeling antsy. He shifted, sitting up, noticing how flushed her cheeks were from the fever. With an uneasy feeling in his stomach, Licht stood up and walked over to the window, seeing the ragging blizzard in the darkness of the night.

Licht was thankful he found her when he did. Who knows what could’ve happened if they were out there now. He didn’t like this feeling; he had been in wars, but Licht had never felt as powerless as he did now. This was a different kind of war, one he didn’t know how to fight. He couldn’t push through enemy lines with brute force like he could during combat. All he could do was wait for her to wake up. Not knowing what to do with himself, he sat back in the chair beside her.

Licht always thought that one day, he would lose his life, and he would accept it willingly, for he was a sinner. He deserved whatever death he was given, but as he was sitting here thinking of what it would be like if she lost her life. The thought alone made panic rise up; It would be too late to admit to himself what he knew was in his heart.

She was this radiant light that shone so bright it was almost blinding. At first, she drove him crazy; Licht just wanted to be left alone, but as he spent more time with her, things changed, and he wanted to see that smile. He looked forward to seeing her, even if she annoyed him to no end. As he gazed back at her, he noticed her shivering and beads of sweat forming on her brow. Licht left the room and quickly returned with a cloth and an extra blanket. Licht covered her up with the blanket, then sat on the edge of the bed, dabbing at her brow wiping the sweat away. Nokto quietly opened the door.

“How curious.” Licht put the cloth on the bedside table and stood from the bed. “What?” Nokto didn’t answer, “You need to go rest. I’ll watch over her.” Licht put his hands in his pockets, “It’s okay, I’m fine.” Nokto sighed. “I told Leon you wouldn’t listen.” Nokto looked into the eyes of Licht, the eyes that matched his own. “You aren’t fine. You need to rest. What good is it going to do her if you also get sick? Nothing is going to happen.” Licht sighed, knowing that Nokto was just as stubborn as he was. Nokto could see that Licht didn’t want to leave her. “This is my fault.” Nokto said, “I could have stopped her when she passed me. I knew she was headed for the door. I warned her of the snow, but she was determined to get out. I could have done more. Let me make it up to both of you by watching her while you nap.” Finally, Licht relented, “If anything happens -“Nokto finishes his sentence. “I’ll come get you.” Nokto put his hand on his brother’s shoulder, “She’ll be okay; the doctor gave her some pretty strong pain medication. She’ll be asleep for a while. I’m going to do some paperwork.” Licht sighs and takes a long look at her. “It’s not your fault, Nokto,” Licht said as he reached for the doorknob.

Licht closes the door as quietly as possible and walks to his room. As soon as he settled under the covers, he felt the exhaustion seep into his bones. Licht had been so concerned about _ _ _ that he hadn’t realized how tired he was. Letting his body relax, sleep finally took him.

“Truding through the snow, Licht comes across the cave, but _ _ _ isn’t in there. He calls her name over and over again, but the howling wind is too loud. Walking further and further into the forest. He can’t find her anywhere. Somehow, he’s back where he started. Was he going in circles? Licht’s head was spinning. When he looked up, he saw the sky darken, and the snow blew harder. How would he ever find her now? Licht woke up suddenly.

He took a couple of deep breaths, trying to calm his pounding heart. It was just a dream. _ _ _ was in her room sleeping. Once he felt calm, he put his boots back on and walked over to her room. He opened the door to see Nokto working at her desk as she slept soundly. “Nokto” Licht calls his name. “Oh, you’re back. Did you sleep?” Nokto asks, “Yes,” Licht replies nonchalantly. “She slept the whole time; nothing happened. But,”

Licht looks at his brother, now having his attention after saying ‘but.’ “She’s been coughing a lot.” Nokto began to gather up everything he was working on. “I’ll leave you be then.” Nokto grabbed the doorknob. “Nokto,” he said. He looked at Licht expectantly. “Thank you.” Nokto turned his head down in a single nod. “Yeah, it’s the least I could do.” As Nokto left, he shut the door behind him, and Licht sat in the plush chair again. He looked at her and noticed how ragged her breathing was. “You’re really sick, I hope you know that. I need you to get better because everyone is worried…I am worried.” Licht spoke to her as she slept. She turned toward him with a groan. _ _ _ whined and moved uncomfortably. “_ _ _,” Licht said her name, but she was fighting waking up. She began coughing, and Licht grew more concerned.

“ungh” she was in pain, he could see it on her face as she squeezed her eyes shut tight. Finally, after struggling a fair amount, she opened her eyes to find Licht sitting in the reading chair beside her bed. “Licht?” She said in a hoarse voice, “He squeezed her hand, and she winced. “You’re in pain. I’m going to get the doctor; I’ll be back.” He said as he gave her hand another squeeze. If her leg wasn’t pulsing with pain, and if it didn’t feel like there was a ton of bricks on her chest. She could probably go back to sleep, but the pain was too much for her to sleep. As the doctor entered the room, he shut the door, ensuring their privacy.

“You’re awake but don’t look like you’re quite with us. Are you still groggy?” She swallowed, “Yes.” Her voice sounded off, heavy from sleep and hoarse from being sick. “Your fever is pretty high, and Licht here tells me you’re coughing a fair amount, so I’d like to have a listen to your lungs. The doctor helped her sit up and pressed the stethoscope against her back, asking for her to take deep breaths. “pneumonia for certain.“ Licht remained silent as the doctor went through his examination, “Now, let’s see your leg.” The doctor gently uncovered it, exposing her leg to Licht. There was blood stained on the dressing wrapped around her calf.

“I’m going to change the dressing on this. The doctor unwrapped the dressing from her calf carefully, cleaned up the wound careful to not snag any of the stitches, and wrapped it back up with a clean dressing. The doctor looked down at her through his glasses. “You are very sick young lady. You need lots of rest and to stay off that leg as much as possible.” He eyed her, seeing her wince every time she shifted her position. “I’ll bring you some more pain medicine.” After the doctor gave her the medicine, he left, shutting the door.

_ _ _ looked at Licht. “Will you sit with me?” His lip lifted slightly at her simple request. “You don’t have to guard me, Licht; you can go after I fall asleep.” She took hold of his hand weakly. “Do you see my sword? I was not guarding you. I was waiting for you to wake up.” Without thinking, he entwined his fingers with hers. The act was so innocent, yet intimate. “I was worried. I thought I might lose you. The thought was paralyzing, and I couldn’t do anything to help except wait for you to wake up. I’ve never been so scared of losing someone.” He sighed, but she listened quietly. “I know I’m a sinner, and I don’t deserve your love, but I want it anyway.”

She squeezed his hand weakly, “You deserve it every bit as much as I do… I was scared. I was in that cave, bleeding, and it was so cold. I thought I was going to die in there. You were the one thing I kept thinking about, and then, like magic, you showed up.” She took in a ragged breath and coughed. “You brought me back, thank you, Licht. You saved my life.” He looked at her and the state she was in, and yet she was thanking him. “He touched a hot cheek and tucked her hair behind her ear. His face had come close to hers, and he kissed her forehead. “Will you accept my love and love me in return?” She gazed into his deep, ruby eyes. “You didn’t even need to ask. I already love you.”

He was surprised; how had he not seen that her affections were more than friendly? that she held a piece of him in her heart? “Then.” He looked at her lips and then back to her eyes. Her eyes fell shut, and his lips softly pressed against hers. He kissed her slowly and sensually as their mouths moved together. He put his hand on the back of her head as he kissed her, but Licht knew he had to stop. She was sick, but it felt so good to let everything he had been holding in melt away. She took hold of his hand and kissed him back with just as much ferocity as he was giving her. The door opened, and Yves came in with two hot meals and set them down on her desk.

“I brought you two some food -.” Yves looked at them as they pulled away from each other. “I see I’ve interrupted a special moment.” Licht pulled away, blushing. “Uh,” Yves put up a hand, “You don’t have to explain. I’ve seen the way you two look at each other. Just eat; that’s all I ask.” He left the room, shutting the door.

“That was terribly embarrassing; I’m sorry,” Licht said, but then he combed his fingers through her hair. “Your lips are hot.” She gave him a small smile. “I need to apologize to everyone.” His hand went from her hair to her hot cheek. “All you need to do is get bet. Let’s eat; you need your strength.”

After they ate, Licht took her plate, setting it down. He looked outside, seeing the dark sky; he looked over to her as she fought to stay awake. Licht went over to her. “Here,” He adjusted her pillows to make her more comfortable. “Sleep now; I’m going to take the dishes to the kitchen.” He kissed her forehead, and her eyes fluttered closed. His heart swelled as he looked at her before he left. It was unbelievable how much he could love another person, but he would never let her go after this. She was his, and he was hers; he had to fight to be better. She was his reason to live and to want to live. This was the beginning of his new life.

[judesmoonbeauty]

Licht Klein - Act 2 Ch. 1 CG

His first chapter has me like AGRKLFLGJAKJSHFHDJSJHDHFJFHJKJGKGKLGJSHHDGHJHJKGKGLJLLGGJJFJGKGHKKHLHL 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹😭😭😭😭😭😭

[mahi-does-some-art]

I think whenever Mahiru gets too stressed, he bakes! And makes way too much for only him and Kuro!

I got too lazy because I drew the first two for school and couldn't make the third nice,,,,, Have an entra Licht doodle as an apology

I love drawing sweets and foods :D

[noobslayerarchetype11]

My glorious Kings

[wordycheeseblob]

I can't really explain it but I get the feeling Yves and Riddle would get along swimmingly

[isame-allen]

Just imagining Drew in like the other room, either being really worried for Ed constantly wanting to put himself in harms way for him,

or being absolutely smitten at the action but trying not to show incase it encourages his already reckless bf lol

Is he embarrassed? Is he worried? Who knows but Ed be letting his words run wild

[cloudcountry]

GUYS.....GUYS I AM NOT OKAY..........STRAIGHT UP I AM NOT OKAY RN...........

[glfry]

This is an absolute autism creature how am I the only one seeing that

[666love666gaming]

Tell Me Why You Love Me Story Event

Keith Howell (Both Endings & Epilogue)

Nokto Klein (Sweet & Premium Endings)

Licht Klein (Sweet & Premium Endings)

[dicenete]

Finished Silvio's route, solid 8/10. I mean I still have questions and things I wanted to see explored. Like more about Silvio's past and why he behaved why he did. I mean I got a glimpse of it in the dramatic route a bit. Maybe I will do the romantic route too someday. Congrats Silvio, you got into the second playthrough team. But I'm satisfied with this. So here are some sketches of the ultimate tsundere. I really love that the guy that is all about the money and wealth has taken blue as his primary color. And it is that Lapis Lazuli kind blue = one of the most, if not, the most expensive pigment made. I'm really curious why his hair has a small tuft of dark blue color there. Has he dyed it? Is it natural?

Also more my ramblings... In the prologue, as they set the world, they talk about how this game takes place in late medieval time. (of course a fictional world, but not like fantasy, with magic and such (shame really, I would love there to be some magical elements there)). BUT the clothes... the fashion... They are very modern in many aspects. I know, i know, this is very nit picky of me. This is pretty much like Bridgeton. A period fiction. But really, they didn't need to go give us a reference to a certain time period xd They could have left it even more vague. But alas... This is not really a criticism, as I can totally see past this. I just find it funny.

BUT ONE THING THAT MADE ME PUT MY PHONE DOWN FOR A MINUTE WAS THIS:

My young horse girl self just was ready to smack Silvio off his horse. You don't use reins to encourage horse to go faster! Not even with the carriages either. But especially not when you actually ride a horse. Reins are for steering and slowing down. You use weight and your legs to apply pressure to horse's sides to encourage them to go faster. (ideally you could do this only by using weight, but that needs skill and a sensitive and well trained horse.) Routes and ratings so far (my opinion purely, there is nothing else to it really): 1. Clavis's route, dramatic ending + epilogue. I laughed so much and the theme was very interesting. Cyran was MVP. 9/10 2. Silvio's route, dramatic ending + epilogue. He was an asshole, I wasn't disappointed. Enjoyed the ride and the political shit with usage of money. Giving me Itachi vibes with the gesture of messing your hair. Could have used more Carlo. Also where is Emidio?? 8/10 3. Licht's route, dramatic ending. He edgy but sweet. I wanted to see more of twins being twins and I got some of that. I was happy :slight_smile: And he loves horses, more points from that. 7.5/10 (the reason why I didn't do epilogue for Licht was because I didn't use walkthrough and I didn't want to start paying for those points :0 4. Nokto's route, dramatic ending + epilogue . Playboy, got what I asked for. Entertaining. Could have needed more time with Licht. I want to see brothers being brothers. 7/10 I see my style evolve and I kinda like it. Indulging my teenage aesthetic. Sometimes face shapes get all weird and I'm not sure if it is because they are weird or that I'm becoming blind to them and am just trying to find something weird.

[shatcey]

Savage beasts

Before I start Yves' sequel I wanna share this hilarious scene from his dramatic ending…

It's quite long, so I put it under the spoiler.

Fun, honey, fun! It always fun with you. You got the words mixed up!

Yes, ask daddy for help!

Oh, no, daddy is the same!

And you don't even have to do anything for that. But it's a secret between us, blonde.

Yes, sweet boys, you have to help!

Licht, baby, since when?

Right, we have at least one mature person among them!

OMG! CHEV!!! (hysterical laughter) You still need to work on your flirting. But at least you put the book down.

I love that scene! The best self-promotion of all the guys from the first bunch!

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🔝 𝕊𝕋𝔸ℝ𝕋 ℙ𝔸𝔾𝔼 🔝

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[deutsche-bahn]

Kurz vor 10 im Zug, es regnet, ist neblig, alle etwas feucht und genervt. Der Zug wird an einer Stelle geteilt, und am Anfang müssen sie es natürlich mitteilen - es kommt eine Durchsage dazu, und die gute Frau klingt als sei sie der Sonnenschein persönlich.

"Ob sie wirklich im richtigen Zugteil sitzen sehen Sie an den Leuchtanzeigen!" als wären wir bei dieser Kika Show wo du richtig stehst wenn das Licht angeht.

Vor mir sitzt eine Frau mit Hund, die gute Ansagerin kontrolliert die Ticket, meine Uni-App spinnt und sie lächelt nur, fragt wie weit ich fahre und dass sie dann noch mal wiederkommt. Sie erblickt den Hund, freut sich wie ein Keks und holt aus unerfindlichen Gründen ein Leckerli aus der Tasche, freut sich und der Zug fühlt sich direkt ein paar Grad wärmer an. Ich weiß wirklich nicht was hier los ist, aber ich dachte, vielleicht kannst du das gerade auch gebrauchen.

Das ist das erste Mal dass mir jemand eine positive Geschichte über die Bahn geschickt hat. Danke, das ist irgendwie sweet

[katzkinder]

Two days until the final chapter! It’ll be 53 [edit: 58! Sorry!!] pages long, and the color page will form a duo with the last one! The official account has posted a preview and… I think Kuro might be smiling!

In addition, more news about the animate cafe collab has been posted, such as merch and the menu

First up, the menu! Take with a grain of salt because I am. Not qualified |D Luckily it’s simple stuff and quotes, mostly

In numbered order:

01 “Let me heal you to your heart’s content” Kuro sandwich (it looks like it’s filled with cream, which is a common sandwich filling in Japan. Ever seen those super #aesthetic fruit sandwiches in anime? Yeah, same deal!)

02 “Vampire animal dango”

03 “Simply thinking, it’s orange juice!” Shirota Mahiru’s orange drink

04 “Can’t deal…” Kuro’s blue cola

05 “Because I’m an angel” Licht’s fluffy angel melon drink

06 “SO COOOOOL” Lawless’s espresso affogato style drink (this one… This one suits lawless so well it kinda hurts. Pretentious… for anyone who doesn’t know, affogato is an Italian style dessert where espresso is poured over a cup filled with a scoop of plain or vanilla ice cream. The dessert itself isn’t pretentious, but it being attached to lawless in this context makes it so www)

07 “Ah… Not interesting” Tsubaki’s japanese style matcha drink

08 “I won’t accept anything other than yes!” sweet chocolate milk by Misono (this one. I want this one because it sounds like Misono’s making it for me, and the decorations are cute)

09 “I’m just a humble shop keeper” Alicein Mikuni’s royal milk tea (the ribbon is really cute… Kinda reminds me of Jeje)

10 “One bottle lasts for three days!” Kamiya Tsurugi recommended 72-hour Kale (oh my god Tsurugi)

Tsubaki being 7 and Misono being 8 is driving me nuts. Just switch them 😭

Ahem. Naturally, there’s also merch for sale, which can be ordered off the animate website. I’m super low on funds rn so I can’t pick up the set with my baby boy sakuya in it :’)

Very rare Touma merch available too! Good for him~

Since the merch doesn’t go on sale until February, I might still have a chance…

That’s all the news for this post! See you guys later~

[neerons]

Some of Nokto Klein’s best quotes

“You smell so good, as usual. Good enough to eat.” (—Nokto’s thoughts about Emma)

“I wanted to take her back to my room right then and there and slowly, leisurely lavish her with pleasure until she lay exhausted in my bed (...)”  (—Nokto’s thoughts about Emma)

“Don't you think you ought to get some sort of reward for all that pain?” (—Nokto to Licht)

“A long, long time ago, you protected me. Don't you think it's my turn to protect you now?” (—Nokto to Licht)

“I already knew this about me, but... you're quite the schemer too, aren't you?”

"You really think it's fine to be brutally honest about everything and anything, don't you?"

“Deciphering cryptograms is outside my realm of expertise. That guy has absolutely terrible handwriting. It's so bad that he can't even read it himself once he's written it.” (—Nokto talking about Clavis to Emma)

“Oh it’s nothing. My only regret is that I didn’t sock the man.” (—Nokto talking about a random man to Emma)

"I love you. I want to hug you, and kiss you, and ruin you in bed."

"(...) I think your strong point is how short you are, Evie. (...) It's touching to think that you're still expecting a growth spurt, despite being older than me." (—Nokto to Yves)

"You've been avoiding Licht, right? He's really down in the dumps about it, you know. You're not trying to friendzone him, are you?" (—Nokto to Emma in Licht’s story event)

"Not only is she quite the bookworm, she also used to work at a bookstore. I'm willing to bet that you'll never even read half the titles that she has. You couldn't ever keep up with her." (—Nokto talking about Emma to a random man)

“You're so pretty, but you ruin it by pulling those grumpy faces all the time.”

"Well, I guess that explains why a woman as pretty as you is still single."

"You know, I think I like this whole waking up with you at my side thing."

"I happened to be talking to Licht, and he asked me about it, so I did a little investigating. Just because." (—Nokto talking about doing Licht a favor to Leon and Emma)

"And here I was, hoping for a chance to experience the famous Belle slap that so impressed Sariel."

"Hey, what would you do if both Licht and I tried to court you at the same time? Who would you choose?"

"I'll stay close to you and make sure you don't get involved with any bad guys. As bad guy number one, I know all the signs, after all."

"Emma is more precious to me than anything else in the world, and I love her from the bottom of my heart." (—Nokto's thoughts)

"Given the situation, I'm at a loss, really. I can't decide whether I want Emma or the throne." (—Nokto to Sariel)

"I mean, you not only waited for me, you readied a place for me to come home to. You're the perfect woman for me."

"(...) There you were, looking like you were having far more fun with my brothers than you've had with me in ages— When for me, nobody satisfies this loneliness but you."

"It's a fresh look for you. I like it. And you did it so beautifully, too. (...) King Highness? How did he end up doing that?" (—Nokto complimenting Emma's hairstyle done by Chevalier, in Chevalier's route)

"I’m not sure if you realize, but Licht is totally stone-faced whenever you’re not around." (—Nokto in Licht’s event story)

"As far as I'm concerned, we could just forget about going outside and jump into bed right now. But I know how much you want to go to the carnival. We've come all the way here, so why don't we have some fun?"

"Saying such sweet things, and in such a sexy outfit too... how could I not want you?"

"Sorry to interrupt, but you might want to close your eyes for a second. (…) Of course I saw it coming. That’s why I didn’t warn you. (…) See, this is the best part about coming to the beach. Here you are, dripping wet and sexier than ever, and there’s nothing to stop us from doing this. (…) You look absolutely ravishing." (—Nokto hiding an upcoming ocean wave from Emma)

"I have to make sure I treat you right. Otherwise, you might leave me for someone else."

"(…) You always look gorgeous, but tonight… you’re utterly irresistible. I want to take my time, slowly ravishing every inch of you."

"I used to draw with Licht a lot when we were younger, but when we sat next to each other, it was annoying that we'd bump hands a lot. I thought everything would be resolved if I drew with my left hand. So after that, I made my left hand my dominant hand."

"I keep a closer eye on you than you realize, sweetheart. And you're my lovely fiancee now. Of course I'm going to know everything going on with you. You're the most beautiful woman to ever grace this palace, you know that?"

"I can do so many more dance moves now that I'm stronger, and I can also punch out anyone who tries to harm you."

"I know you don't want to hear this from me, Emma, but you have terrible luck with men."

"Still... Nervous or blushing, you're gorgeous either way. Just act like you normally do. Just be your usual, hardworking, clever, sexy self."

"Whaaat? That's not fair. I want a massage, too." (—Nokto being jealous of Emma only massaging Licht)

"I couldn't ruin your beautiful hair like that." (—Nokto refusing to cut Emma's hair)

"You don't look sick, though. Your skin's glowing, your lips are plump... Ah, what a fine dish you make. You don't need a snack; you ARE the snack."

"You don't mince words, do you? Damn, that was one insult after another, and—ahahaha!" (—Nokto laughing out loud as Emma insults Silvio behind his back)

[ikeromantic]

His Touch

How the IkePri guys show affection through touches . . . headcanon ofc.

Chevalier

His touch is sure and possessive. There is a false confidence in his rough handling. He knows he lacks practice and a gentle hand, but this does not deter him. He will learn you until his touch is the only thing you crave. Until his hands memorize the map of your body, and his lips have claimed every peak and valley.

Clavis

Playful, progressive, experimental . . . Clavis' touch is all that and more. You are the material and the result, a means and an end. He loves to toy with you, his touches carnal and teasing. Adventurous. There is never a dull moment. And the more he tries, the more he wants to try. He will push the boundaries of pleasure and find new ways to make you sigh or scream.

Nokto

He touches you with practised hands. A man that calculates the value and impact of every touch. Nokto knows you in ways you do not know yourself. Despite the depth and breadth of his knowledge, love is new to him. And so, even with all his experience, he is often surprised. Not by your reaction, but his own.

Luke

His touch is unpracticed but confident. A simple certainty, both gentle and protective. Though his size makes him sometimes cautious, he trusts himself with you. He is encompassing in his affection, and even the lightest caress will often lead to being hugged, lifted, held. He wants to hold you close, all of you to all of him.

Leon

His touch is passionate and sweet. A burst of fire that warms without burning. He values every brush of his skin against yours. Holding hands under the table, letting his knee rest against your leg, a kiss on the cheek in passing. Leon is unreserved in his affection and it shows in the way he reaches for you.

Jin

Jin's touch is the essence of adoration and desire. Though he is an experienced lover, his previous encounters were practical, a pleasurable transaction. In short, nothing like the love he shares with you. This shows in the intimacy he shares. From his possessive arm around your waist to the less-than-chaste kiss goodbye before he goes about his business. If he could, he would never let go.

Yves

His touch is that of an artist with his most valued treasure. Gentle yet desperate, eager to hold and love. You are his favorite thing. He wants to show you off, his arm linked in yours, a partner. He wants to treat you with gifts and treats, his touch joyful and creative. He wants to be the only one you see, greedy and wracked with desire.

Licht

He touches you with a sense of awe. You are the unexpected future. A world he did not believe existed for him. He lives in you, through you, beside you. His touch is almost worshipful. When you are with him, anything is possible. His touch is a fevered need to know you are there. That you will always be there. And to remind you that he is still here, because of you.

Sariel

His touch is the devil's. Wicked and wonderful, a lover with experience. Disciplined and cool, he keeps his passionate side well hidden in public view. From the outside, it would be easy to dismiss the brush of a kiss to your cheek, the hand on your back, the momentary press of his side to yours. But these are all promises of more, when the moment is right. In private, he is still disciplined but far from cool. His love is a flame that burns and warms.

Rio

There is only one word for his touch. Devotion. All of him is yours. Every touch is a surrender to you, and a claim. What you take, you give. He wants to be everything for you. A caretaker. Protector. Friend. Lover. Confidant. His hand on your shoulder, his lips to your ear, his eyes always on you.

Keith

Keith's touch is cautious, at times reserved. You are a precious creature, a wonder that he is only beginning to explore. Even after years together, there is a sense of wonder in him at every kiss and embrace. He is exultant and protective, his fingers twined with yours. His kisses always begin gently, but may not end that way. His touch is kind, unpracticed, authentic and genuine and overflowing with love.

Wicked Keith

His touch is playful, taunting you with unexpected sensations. The sharp nip of his teeth, the caress of his tongue instead of a chaste kiss. He thrills with your reactions, and always seeks some new way to excite you. His hands are possessive, and whenever possible, he will hold onto you. He is fierce and wild, a proud creature that has claimed you for his own, and this shows in everything he does - from the way his hand settles around your shoulders to the press of his lips to yours.

Silvio

Silvio is a practiced lover, a man of wealth and experience. His touch is an adventure, an exploration of you. You are his discovery, a strange and lovely creature that passed his careful defenses and now that you are within the walls of his heart, he will never let you go. While his words are sometimes brash, his touch never is. He is a thoughtful lover, an affectionate friend. His hand rests on the small of your back, or holds your hand as if you were a delicate flower he is afraid he might crush. His kiss is like the ocean, calm upon the surface and churning with deep currents beneath.

Gilbert

His touch is that of the conqueror, one that revels in the delight of what he unexpectedly won. Possessive, an arrogance that belies the desperation and uncertainty beneath. A lonely creature that has found you, and will never let you go. You are both the entertainment and the entertained. In possessing you, he is possessed. His touch is needy, hungry, and eager, though he would never admit it. His kisses are fevered passion hidden behind a calculating veneer.

[caffedrine]

Nokto Klein - Beyond the Connection Between the Past and the Present – Event Summary

This is mostly a summary for me - I make no promises on the accuracy of what’s happening. I’m not nearly fluent enough to get half the jokes/innuendo much less accurate plot points.

When Emma pokes her head out of the blankets one morning, she blearily sees familiar gray hair and red eyes. Oh, was Nokto watching her sleep again? How embarrassing.

Her voice full of sleep, Emma calls out to Nokto and asks if there’s something wrong. When he doesn’t reply, Emma surmises that he must want to be pampered today. Reaching a hand out from under the blankets, Emma combs his hair back.

Nokto giggles, telling her that she’s ticking him. Weirdly, he also calls her ‘big sister’.

. . .

Huh?

Was Nokto’s head always so little? And was his voice always so prepubescent? Emma looks closer at Nokto, but he was standing instead of kneeling next to the bed. Was Nokto always so short?

Suddenly Nokto, in all his adult glory walks into the room, breezily wishing Emma a good morning and asking if she’s awake yet.

He stops when he sees the kid and there’s a long silence. Nokto breaks it, asking Emma to explain the situation to him.

After the explanations are over, and Nokto has taken a nice long look at the kid, he guesses that this himself as a child.

(This, but a smaller head)

Lil’Nokto asks if this is what he’s like as an adult, and Nokto admits that, unfortunately, he is.

Lil’Nokto asks what he means by ‘unfortunately’ and Nokto admits that he’s bad with children.

Emma muses that Nokto’s past self really is here with them, and Nokto wonders if this is some sort of dream. Experimentally, Emma pinches her cheek.

Lil’Nokto is aghast - doesn’t she know that if she does that, her face will freeze and never return?

How cute!

Emma assures Lil’Nokto that she’s fine, see?

Oh, okay, that is true. Still, Lil’Nokto urges her to take better care of herself, he doesn’t want anything to happen to her beautiful face.

Emma asks Nokto how she can endure this . . . This unfiltered cuteness. Nokto grumbles that she never reacts like that when he says sweet stuff too.

Of course, just in case she’s wondering, Nokto also thinks she’s beautiful.

Her face going red, Emma thanks him. Wow, there really is something different when the adult calls her beautiful.

Well, as much fun as it is competing with some kid for Emma’s affections, they do need to figure some things out. He asks Lil’Nokto what he was doing before he arrived in the future.

Lil’Nokto has an easy answer - he was with his brother Licht, have they seen him?

As Nokto replies that he hasn’t seen Licht, Emma imagines running into adult!Licht, who would be as confused as the rest of them.

Lil’Nokto is worried, he needs to find Licht in order to return home. If he can’t find Licht, and is alone with his mother . . .

. . .

Thinking fast, Nokto ‘remembers’ seeing Licht. It looked like he had found adult!Licht and last he saw, they were riding a horse together. They’ll probably be back after dark.

An adult version of Licht!? Lil’Nokto sounds excited.

Well, there’s no point in worrying about it until after dark, so why don’t they do whatever they want? It looks like Emma over there is dying to feed them some sweets!

Turning to her, Lil’Nokto asks if it’s true, which it is. Emma promises to make him anything he likes, and he promises that he loves everything.

Okay, Emma will just have to make a variety.

Suddenly Lil’Nokto gasps and points - Emma has an injury! That red oval mark, right on her neck.

As Lil’Nokto panics, adult!Nokto has to turn away to laugh. He assures Lil’Nokto that while it may be red, Emma doesn’t find it painful at all.

Huh?

Oh-ooooh. The hickey Nokto left last night.

Her cheeks growing red with embarrassment, Emma assures him that she’s fine and thanks him for being worried for her.

Anyways, while she’s cooking, Nokto will take care of Lil’Nokto. He has so many things he wants to teach him while Emma is away . . .

When Emma returns with tea and snacks, they begin playing a card game. A card game that Emma immediately loses. Weird, she used to be pretty decent at cards.

It’s down to Nokto and Lil’Nokto, with Nokto pronouncing the sweets go to the winners. Lil’Nokto cheers at this, and dives in. When they had started, Lil’Nokto had been hesitant about eating, but with Nokto’s idea to use sweets as the reward, any hesitation Lil’Nokto had is gone.

Lil’Nokto begins to ask to play again- this time with a different reward but falls silent.

While he stuffs himself with more sweets, Emma leans into Nokto and asks what he was talking about while she was in the kitchen.

Oh, not much. He just wanted to give Lil’Nokto some advice that would come in handy.

Huh, maybe he was giving him card game tips?

Emma pronounces that for the next card game, she’s not going to go easy on Lil’Nokto just because he’s a child. From now on, she’ll go all out.

Lil’Nokto is surprised - Emma wasn’t being serious?

(She was, she had gone all out)

In that case, Lil’Nokto agrees not to go easy on her either, he won’t hold back anymore.

What a challenge! Nokto pronounces the winner gets to ask the loser for anything. Anything at all.

This is a little more interesting than gambling for sweets, right?

Emma braces herself; she can’t lose.

One loss later . . .

Emma sits with her head down. She is the loser, and depending on who wins the next round, she’ll have to reward either Nokto or Lil’Nokto with anything they want.

They both play their last cards, and the winner is . . . Lil’Nokto. Emma can’t help but catch the glimpse of a card in Nokto’s sleeve, he had been cheating on his younger self’s behalf.

A win is a win. Nokto reminds Lil’Nokto that he can claim his victory from Emma, but what will he request?

Lil’Nokto barely has to think - does she remember earlier that morning when she stroked his head? He wants her to do that again.

Emma complies, gently stroking Lik’Nokto’s hair. It’s so soft and fluffy. Lil’Nokto murmurs that her hand is so warm and nice, he could stay like this for ever.

To her surprise, Nokto has a sad and lonely expression. Emma asks if something is wrong, and Nokto admits that there was a time that he was like this.

Okay then.

Emma beckons Nokto to join them. He does, telling Emma that she doesn’t have to do this.

Okay, but she wants to.

Well, fine. If it’s what she wants, he’ll indulge her.

Though there is no guarantee this will last beyond this moment, Emma wants both Nokto and Lil’Nokto to feel happy.

Both are important to her.