#yandere comte x reader

[welp-back-on-my-bs]

Platonic Yandere Comte x Reader

You were in the kitchen, making a grand meal. It was the last meal you were going to make for the vampires you had grown to care for.

Comte walked into the kitchen, smileing gentley when he saw you working hard as always.

"Y/N, I have a question for you"

"Yes? What is it?" You turned to look at him, curious as to what he needed of you.

"Would you like to stay with us? Have that taste of eternity by our sides? Doing as you wished."

You were shocked, someone so average, getting that eternity? You didn't deserve it. Besides, you have a life in the future.

"I'm sorry, I can't." You gentley shook your head. As much as you loved them all, you couldn't.

Comte frowned softly but nodded, seemingly accepting your decision.

You went over to him and gave him a tight hug.

"How sweet of you... knowing when your father needs a hug..." Comte chuckled to himself.

Then, before you knew it, you were asleep.

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Wakeing up, you were in a big room, much too big to be a bedroom, but here was a bed. Looking around more, there were no windows, a good-sized table, a wardrobe, and other various things.

It didn't seem... right.

Getting up, you see that you are dressed in a new dress. It's gorgious and comfortable too.

But why? Didn't you have to go... somewhere?

You forgot... you forgot your life before here. You're scared. Tears fall down your face, but something drys them.

"What's the matter dear?" Comte said, his fatherly and loving actions clear in his eyes. Why were you so afraid of him yesterday...?

You didn't care. You just sobbed into his arms. Murmuring about forgetting things and that you're scared.

"You can stay right here. It's your home, after all. It is where you belong. At home with us"

[dear-yandere]

Darling @yandere-romanticaa​ asked: Dear Mr. Comte, Leonardo, Vincent and Arthur - How would you describe your ideal woman?

le comte de saint-germain wears a practiced smile, one that hid his thoughts as always. his ideal woman is you, miss main character, but he can never let you find out. he mustn’t interfere more than he already has, so he lies as easily as he breathes:

“i’ve courted and loved many women in my lifetime, ma cherie. i am in no rush for love because it only ends in tragedy, as you can imagine...” he trails off with smile that harbors a hint of sadness. his answer doesn’t answer your question in the slightest, but he doesn’t offer further explanation, his gaze seeming to look through you rather than at you. it hurts to ask, but he’s seen it time and time again:

“how about you, cherie? how would you describe your ideal man?”

leonardo da vinci smiled as soon as you asked, already knowing this question would come up at some point. you’re so terribly easy to read, but that’s what made you so endearing to him. perhaps that’s how you stole his heart without much effort.

leo gathers your hand in far-larger one and brings it to his lips, offering a delicate kiss that makes your hand grow hot with embarrassment. his chuckle is a deep rumble against his exposed chest, happy that he’s still able to catch you off guard every now and then. after all these years, he still has an irresistible charm. he only hopes you’ll fall for him too.

“cara mia, i’d be an old fool to say my ideal woman is anyone but you, hm?”

vincent van gogh’s smile is kind and naive, oblivious to the true reason you were asking. to him, it was but an innocent question that would come up in any regular conversation; though, to his recollection, he’s never discussed such things with the other vampires. though, that doesn’t matter, of course; as long as you’re asking, he’ll happily answer!

he can’t help but realize that you remind him of his favorite flower, and he smiles innocently.

“my ideal woman would be as beautiful as a sunflower; vibrant, kind, and fills me with joy whenever i look at her.”

arthur conan doyle laughs haughtily, nearly doubling over at your innocence. after his constant flirting, you still hadn’t deduced that his ideal woman is you -- though he supposed he can’t blame you for having your guard up and your wits about you.

“why are you asking, hm? have you finally been taken by my charms?” he flashes a toothy grin, easily slicking his navy-colored locks back in what he imagined looked sexy. “my ideal woman would be underneath me -- in bed that is.”

that earned him a smack on his head.

“i was joking! partially!”

[ikemenworldlife]

Our Princess - Leonardo x Reader x Comte (N*SFW)

Well, this one was a very awaited story to all of you, now I am finally posting it after creative block and some problems.

Warning: Yandere Behavior, Mind-break, dub-con, confinement, smut

Tagging: @ikemencrossedmyth @otome-writer51 @charlee-bligh @luzda @odissey061 @nanlet @niphredil-14 @ichigoxmochi @otome-od @lostinimaginaryplaces @fetchisnotawordgretchen @diagnosed-by-doyle

The door that leads to your room is always kept closed, but still there is days that you’re allowed to leave there, that is, you would only leave the room to have a dinner with Leonardo and Comte, and even sleep with them in their rooms sometimes so you wouldn’t feel all that alone.

You are their ‘special guest’ as far as you can remember, but still you never felt like a bird locked on its cage. Actually, they were pretty nice to you.

You wake up hearing the tinkle of keys softly shaking as it makes a louder sound when it reaches the door’s lock. You close your eyes in apprehension for not knowing who is opening your door. When it opens, you hear boot steps getting closer to your bed as you try to fake you’re asleep.

Suddenly, you feel him sitting by your side on the bed, gently touching your arm and caressing your right shoulder.

“Good morning.” He says softly to you as his hand touch your cheek. You slowly open your eyes and finally sees Comte right by side, tenderly smiling at you as he kisses your forehead.

“Good morning, Sir” You answer, looking at him with a shy smile. You called Leonardo ‘Master’ and Comte was 'Sir'

“I thought you would greet me in a better way.” He said with a little smirk making your face gain the color of the roses he used to give you everyday.

“I am sorry, sir.” You say in response, getting on your knees still on the bed and kissing him, as he lays down on the bed and placed his hands on your back as you keep on kissing him.

“Look at the two of you. It seems like my little girl needs to be roughly punished for being so lewd.” You hear Leonardo say as he gives a slap on your ass and you moan from shock. Then, Leonardo take you by the neck so the kisses between you and Comte would stop, making you look at him as he looks at you in a malicious way. There was no way to escape from him. Comte could be the kindest between them, but Leo? Oh, Leo was even worse.

As soon as him took you from Comte, Leonardo started to kiss you passionately with his hands on your shoulders as you were reciprocating. His tongue touched, toyed and tasted every single part of your mouth making your feet shiver to the point that you almost lost your control over it.

Comte didn’t stop because of his friend, after Leonardo started to give you all his affection, the French lord on the other hand got you by behind, kissing your neck and making a way to your right shoulder, where you felt his tongue touching your skin for a few seconds followed by a sucking sound. You weren’t scared.

You know what he was doing.

Comte was claiming your skin not only with that mouth but also with those lustful eyes. It was a time since you were so pleased by them.

By instinct, you placed your arms up drove by the pleasure of their kisses. Your moans were also making Leo loose the control as he ripped off your bed dress and his hands followed its way to your underwear, where you were sure that his eyes were shining in lust for your body.

“Should I rip it off too or are you going to be a good girl and undress it for me?” Leo whispered on your ear, making you shiver in response.

“I will do as you wish, Master.” You say, taking your underwear as you suddenly felt Comte’s hands on your wrist slowly going to your breasts.

“Good girl.” He says. Leonardo looks at Comte, already knowing what to do.

“Ma chérie, please lay down on the bed and spread your legs for both of us, okay?” Comte tenderly asked, looking at you with kindness in his eyes.

“Alright Sir.” You do as he asks, not so apprehensive as before.

“Now close your eyes.” Leonardo demands with a smirk that recovered your ruby face, and slowly you obeyed.

You heard them taking the clothes off when you fell one of them coming closer to you. You fell relaxed for a few seconds, only to feel two fingers teasing your clit.

You knew it was part of their ‘game’: If you tell who was the one playing with you, you would receive more affection from them, but if you got it wrong, they would punish you.

As soon as you got wet and the fingering got deeper into your pussy, you felt a smell next to your face and you immediately knew what it was: One of them with his dick ready to break you.

You tried to focus on the fingers. It was rough yet gentle somehow.

“Master, is that you?” You asked, still terrified with the chance to make it wrong, but what you heard was a laugh instead.

“Seriously Cara mia, I couldn’t expect less from you.” Leonardo answered, kissing you as a reward, but you knew it wasn’t the entire reward.

“Ma princess, can you please taste me?” Comte asked. You were with your eyes still closed, but now you knew it was Comte who was by your side.

“May I open my eyes?” You begged trying to sound like an innocent ask.

“Not yet.” Leo’s breaths were now touching every single part of your skin. You felt the cold breath of his on your neck, then on your chest right between your breasts and by the end, a deep, cold and agonizing yet pleasurable breath against the middle of your thighs.

You almost screamed in pleasure wasn’t Comte’s fingers on your lips.

“You’re not allowed to scream yet, ma Chérie.”

Now, Comte guided your head to meet his member, that calmly made its way to your mouth. It was huge, and almost didn’t fit inside there, and deep inside you feared it wouldn’t be comfortable down there.

“Are you afraid ma Chérie?”

His tone was kind, yet devilish somehow, as if he were reading your mind. After tasting him, he took his member of your mouth, and proceeded on kissing you passionately while teasing your breast with his hand.

Now Leonardo was rubbing his length against your clit, making you moan in anticipation. You could hear his diabolic yet sexy smirk as the tip made its way inside you. Hearing Comte also smirk next to your right ear didn’t help that much.

“Open your eyes so you can see what you’re making us do.”

Leonardo demanded, as you slowly obeyed and all you could see was their smirks and, to your shock, a big mirror by the side of the bed that would show you all of the lewd faces you were making for them.

You felt embarrassed, as a small tear fell from your right eye and Comte made you look at him by holding your chin.

“What’s wrong? Don’t you like when we treat you like the queen you are?”

You always saw him being kind, but there were times that even his gentle smile would be a mask for his silent anger, and now you were trapped in one of these times.

“Leonardo, I guess we should make her know why we keep her here.”

With that, Comte left your side as his friend started to thrust into your body, making you shiver in response. He was way too big for you to handle.

“No…”

You asked. You didn’t mind them doing this kind of thing to you almost every single day, but you never liked when it was way too rough.

“Hey…” Leonardo called you in a gentle voice.

“Don’t cry Cara Mia.” With that, his thrust got a little lighter, making you more comfortable, as Leonardo lay down over you, gently kissing you.

Now Comte is back, and he is holding a whip, that he places by the side of your bed, making your eyes get wide.

“You know Ma Chérie, that’s what is going to happen if you don’t behave.”

“Stop making our princess so scared.”

With that, Leonardo slowly disconnect from you and in the moment you find yourself on the verge of the tears, he hugs you, placing your head on his chest.

Now you remember, you remember when they met you and told you that they would be nice and would never hurt you or do something bad.

You never got so scared of them, not like this time. Comte looked like to be a gentleman, but the real kind one was Leonardo even though he scared you at first.

When you tried to run away the first time, it was Leonardo who got you right at the entrance, and you thought it would be the death for you, only for him to gently scold you to your room, where he locked you with a sad look on his face.

The second time was way terrifying. Comte was waiting for you at the entrance just like Leonardo at the first time, but he didn’t lead you to your room.

No.

That night, you were forced to share the same bed as him for a whole week.

And poor little you if you even dared to leave it without his consent.

Since then, you were mind-broken by them, who always treated you like a little bird on a cage, It was too scary for you to try to fight back, and after finding the bodies of women’s, you never dared to escape again, feeling that their wish for freedom was way big than their love for their lives.

And somehow, you felt that all those girls were fooled by Comte, just like you…

Honestly, would you really fight back someday?

[yandere-romanticaa]

Please... I beg of you... a scenario or headcanons of le Comte showering his darling with gifts, praise, kisses, *anything*-- I am starving out here. 😳 Thanks Banana 💕

♡ Comte de Saint-Germain ♡

Ah, what a lovely day this turned out to be. His sweet darling (y/n) was finally in his embrace, and Comte could not have been happier. The sun had already set long ago but the night was still young for Comte. His gloved hand lightly traced (y/n)'s soft neck, recalling the sweet noises that left her throat not too long ago. It was a mirracle really... How was he this lucky to have someone so sweet by his side? Still though, he made sure to enjoy every second of it.

His senses were entierly filled with (y/n)'s intoxicating scent and he just couldn't get enough. He burried his nose deep in to her soft (h/c) locks as he closed his eyes in content. He heard the (h/c)ette giggle under him, and the Comte couldn't help but to laugh along. It truly has been too long since he held her like this...

Her angelic laughter filled the quiet room as Comte lowered his lips to her cheeks, carefully showering her with kisses. It just felt so right whenever he did this, like (y/n) was made to be his. Her cheeks turned in to that lovely shade of crimson and Comte couldn't help himself but to continue. He once again found himself near his darlings neck, but he had more then enough to drink tonight. He didn't want her to get sick after all!

Comte let out a content sigh as his grip tightened around (y/n). Her hand was burried deep in to his golden locks of hair as she lightly traced her fingers against his scalp. It was a rather comforting feeling, and he really didn't want her to stop anytime soon.

Looking out the window, he noticed that the full moon in the dark sky. Its light cascaded down on the two lovers, and Comte couldn't help but to thank his lucky stars.

He truly was the happiest man on this entire Earth, and he had his (y/n) to thank for that.

[mythiica]

Reader x Comte de Saint Germain {IkeVam} - Ichor {Day 4}

Title: Ichor

Fandom: Ikemen Vampire

Character: Comte de Saint Germain

Genre: soft romance, quickie! (mainly cause the other is long)

Warnings: none!

Word Count: 380 words

Other comments: treat day 4~ 

When you enter Comte’s lab, you can smell the burner set to max as he mixes gold in a metal container. The metal has melted down to create a beautiful golden concoction that sparkles in the lamplight. You have to admit that it looks absolutely beautiful, but you know better than to touch it. 

          He is sitting in the corner of the room, reviewing old and tattered papers – you assume it has something to do with what he is making, so you do not bother him. Instead, you allow yourself to fall into a trance as you watch the swirling gold bubble and boil. 

         Comte calls your name and wraps his arms around your waist before nuzzling his nose into the crook of your neck. Behind closed doors, he could prove to be very soft and welcoming – something you appreciate, since he avoided showing affection around the other mansion members. “I was going to keep it a secret, but I’m making you a ring…” His voice is soft and warm, but his words send goosebumps down your arms. 

         “A ring?” 

         “Yes.” 

         The air escapes from your lungs and you spin around to kiss him, but your finger hooks on a sharp edge of the table. A prick of pain shoots through your digit, and you look down to see the slightest bit of blood pooling at the surface of your skin. “Ah.. I wasn’t paying attention. I’m sorry.” 

         Comte takes your hand and sucks on your fingertip as to stop the bleeding. “Careful, my love–” Keeping his eyes locked with yours, Comte traces the curve of your hip with his palm as he sways you back and forth to the melody he hums. 

         “Really though, you’re making a ring?” 

         The corners of his lips curl upwards. “Why would I not? I want it to be perfect for you.” 

         Inhaling slowly, you turn back around and press the sides of your finger so that a bead of crimson drops into the gold. “There. We are bound to each other in body and blood–” 

         “And in heart and soul. Those come before the physicality nature of our flesh, no?” Comte laces his digits with yours and places a kiss to your ring finger. “Does this mean you will marry me?” 

[hurricaneonanesthesia]

Hello hello,

I wanted to ask for an Mc that is really confident and sarcastic but when they get close to someone they get very flustered and shy. I’d like it for Arthur Comt, Leonardo and Shakespear (if it’s not to much) thank you and I really love your writing!

Aaaaaa it makes me so happy to see that people like what I read 🥺. Like istg you guys are all so wholesome and I appreciate your support sm, between this and simping for hot people that's my only motivation to keep writing LMFAOKSNSJG.

But anyways nonny, I hope you like this!!

~Admin Hurricane

Warnings: some yandere behavior in Shakespeare's so if you're not comfortable with that click away.

Word Count: 400+

Genre: fluff

Pairing(s): Arthur Conan Doyle x GN!Reader, Comte de Saint Germain x GN!Reader, Leonardo da Vinci x GN!Reader, William Shakespeare x GN!Reader

Arthur Conan Doyle

If you haven’t played arthur’s route, spoiler alert this is basically it, except MC is more of a pussy. No I have no shame in saying that cause goddamn a small mini-rant here but why is every girl mc in every otome game ever a goddamn pussy, like they cant even stand up for themselves????(there are some exceptions but most games are like this smh) ANYWAYS

Arthur finds pleasure in bantering with you on a constant basis to see what buttons he can push to irritate you further. The closer he gets to you, the more he wants to see from you.

He’s pleasantly surprised to find that you get flustered really easily the more you guys interact with each other, he passes it off as the effect he has on people

He teases you for it just to see what your reactions might be and lo and behold, you don’t disappoint

Comte de Saint Germain

He’s unphased by your sarcasm, even finding it amusing through your quick and witty responses.

He hosts some of the most prominent historical figures in his mansion, so it’s only natural that he’d want to get to know his guests. He’s surprised to find you flustered by his actions, even if it’s not much.

Ever the gentleman, he won’t take advantage of your reactions but instead smiling gently as he continues in his advances, laughing softly while he spends time with you

He does find you interesting tho, making it his personal goal to ensure your comfortable stay at the mansion, even if it means that he has to be the one to send you back off through the door in a month’s time.

Leonardo da Vinci

Rotton man, he exploits you in your flustered states, teasing you further to cause you to become even more flustered as a result.

He uses a lot of offhand remarks to throw you off, smirking as he sees you fumble or struggle with what you were previously doing knowing he did that.

He finds himself drifting to the places that you frequent, taking a nap on the floor or someplace else, hoping to inconvenience find you there as well

You may play yourself off as sarcastic and blunt, but he knows that only he’s seen the other side of you.

William Shakespeare

Charming and eloquent but also a bitch(sorry not sorry), Shakespeare is fluent in his words and uses flowery language to get closer to you.

He’s a yandere so anyone who tries to get close to you that isn’t him…well uh let’s just say you won’t be seeing much more of them anymore

He isolates you from the others intrigued by how your behavior shifts around him, going from a bold and confident person to someone who stutters and struggles to form words when he smiles at you

You’ve certainly caught his interest now.

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[evil-quartett]

The Beginning

Yandere! Charles X Reader

It was a cold, snowy night. You had just finished doing the groceries, only Arthur’s coffee bens were missing. As they could only be bought in a special club, you walked down the white streets. There were basically no carriages around because they'd get stuck in the snow. You were lost in your thoughts while walking down the streets. Next thing you knew, you were in the area of Paris everyone had warned you not to go to. Suspicious noises were coming from the houses with red lights standing in the windows. Shit! You needed to get out of here. Fast. When you turned to run, you were bumping into a man, who was obviously drunk. “Hello there, little bird, got lost?” “Yes, I’m trying to find my way back to the main road.” Hopefully, I looked up at him.

Destiny really was a bitch. Out of all the places you could have wandered in, it had to be here. Out of all peplum to meet, it had to be a ugly man, whose breath was clearly smelling like alcohol. Within seconds, he had me pinned by the wall. “Don’t tell me you don’t want this too, or you wouldn’t be here! So, just stay still for me.” This couldn’t be happening. No. You tried to fight but he was stronger. You tried to scream but he covered your mouth. You squeezed your eyes shut. Tears began to stream down your cheeks as you felt him reach for the straps of your dress. A cold voice interrupted him: “Leave her alone!” and you felt someone violently push the pervert off you. A loud thud was to hear, you opened your eyes and saw your attacker lying on the floor. He had two red marks on his neck. They were unmistakably bites. Vampire bites. You froze in Place. Comte forbid the residents from killing, right? In this moment, you felt a sharp pain in your shoulder. Before you passed out, you managed to catch a voice in your dizziness saying: “Iwill protect you.

 

Darkness was still embracing you when you heard his voice again. “You’ll be safe here.” You fought to open your eyes, interrupted by a weight slowly sinking down next to you. “Just sleep.”

When you woke up, you found yourself in a room that you’d never seen before. You were lying in a bed, with a chair standing before it. The chair was not empty. Light green eyes covered by hair the colour of a strawberry were focussed on yours. “You look even cuter when you’re awake!” He was smiling and his voice cheerful, but his outfit didn’t suit this picture at all. He wears a red coat and a chocker with a black vest. “Who are you?!” You asked. “I’m Charles. I was the one to save you in the back alley.” He was? I hadn’t been able to see my saviour, I just assumed it was one of the residents of Comte’s mansion. Because... there had been fang marks on the body! If Charles was your saviour, then he had to be a vampire.” “Why do you look so frightened? You’re still cute like that but I much prefer you to smile.” Charles talked as if he knew her. But that wasn’t possible! You couldn’t remember to have met him, and you were sure, you’d never forget a face like his.  “You probably don’t know me but I know you, believe me.” “How could you know me? We’ve never met before.” “Just because you didn’t see me doesn’t mean I didn’t see you before. I love you; won’t you love me too?” What? He loved you? Charles stood up and sat down next to you on the bed. That’s when you saw it. Two chibi fangs. Their size had them hidden before, but now, that he was towering over you, they were bare to the light of the room. “Y-you are a v-vampire.” You body moved like on autopilot, you stood up and went a few steps back. “I will not hurt you! I only want protect you.” His voice sweet, hypnotizing. It lured you to just give in to him. Charles smile got wider.

Then, faces began flashing through your face. The man from the back alley yesterday lying dead in the snow. Comte, Leonardo, Napoleon and the others you had met when you walked through the door. They had to be worried. It was afternoon now, and you left yesterday afternoon. Knowing Comte’s overprotective streak, he must have gone feral by now. You just had to return. “I’m sorry, but I really need to return to the mansion. My friends must be worried.” “Why go? You will have everything you need here. I’ll make sure that yesterday does not repeat itself.” “I appreciate the offer, but I really-” “They don’t worry about you like I do! I can give you so much more than they ever could! Just stay with me! Don’t also make me have to hurt you!” Hurt you?! You mind flashed to the corpse in the snow. But his face was still so innocent! Two parts of your brain were fighting against each other. After taking a deep breath, you decided that you would need to stay here to avoid being hurt. And -probably- because you couldn’t resist his sad puppy eyes.  After you’d told his, his puppy face turned into the most cheerful smile you had ever seen.

 

The whole day, Charles didn’t leave you alone for a second. He showed you the place, which appeared to be a huge castle. The only place he kept you from going was the garden, because he was afraid that you would try to leave. After that, he took you to the kitchen to make dinner for you and two other people he called “Osama” and “Doctor”.

When he was finished, he brought you to the big dining room again. This time you weren’t alone. Sitting at the table were two men. One had beautiful red eyes, white hair and was wearing a long black coat. The other had poison-green eyes and black hair. You couldn’t quite sort his outfit in between priest or doctor.  “So that is your new little friend, Charles?” The one with the glasses asked, while the other man just smiled mysteriously. Charles introduces you to the men, but even you didn’t miss the possessive way his eyes seemed to tell the others that you were his. Only his. No, what were you thinking? You shouldn’t feel that way about him. He forced you to stay here. He killed that man in the alley. He wasn’t afraid of using his vampire powers on humans. And yet he seemed so innocent.

The white-haired man introduced himself as Vlad, the other one as Faust. You sat down and began to eat. When you were almost finished, you felt something brush against you knee. When you looked down, you realised, that it was Faust’s hand. “You do have a very nice figure. Would you like to be my guinea pig?” He wanted to use you as experimental animal?! You let out a shriek and stumbled away from him. A loud growl left Charles throat as he walked over to Faust and threw him hard on the wall. “She’s MINE!”, he hissed.

You experienced the next moments like a dream. Charles, hitting Faust. Vlad, trying to calm both of them down. The dinner, standing unfinished at the table. You didn’t hear the noise. You didn’t see what was happening. You were unable to move, just standing next to the table. You didn’t notice the tears running down your cheeks until you felt a gentle hand brush them away. When you managed to lift your eyelids, you were face to face with Charles. His eyes stared right into yours, filled with guilt. After a long moment like that, he finally spoke: “I’m so sorry for making you cry. When I saw him touching you like that, I just couldn’t help myself. Please, let me make it up to you.” Refusing to break eye contact, you finally nodded. Charles lifted you up and carried you away.

Opening a door, he pulled you into a room, that had to be his. There, he sat down on your leg and pulled you on his lap. Seconds later, you felt something warm and wet touch your neck. Was he going to bite you? “Don’t worry princess, I will be gentle. Just give yourself to me.” He was really going to do it! Your survival instincts took over and you jumped away. „Charles, I-” He interrupted you: “I need to erase every touch he’s left on you. Don’t worry, it won’t happen again. I just need o mark you as mine:” Something in his voice was so hypnotizing, you walked back to him so he could pull you on his lap again. He did, and kept you there this time while his tongue was running over your neck, trying to find the perfect spot to bite. When he seemed to have decided, you felt his arms capturing your waist to press you close to him, while he touched you flesh with his fangs.

He bit down. The pain overwhelmed you at first and you tightened every muscle in your body. But after that first prick of pain, you body became hot. Overwhelming pleasure conquered your body, starting from your neck. The pleasure was so intense, you let out a loud moan. Charles sucks even harder, causing the pleasure the get unbearable. You tried to squirm away, but his hands kept you in place. You were drunk on the addictive drug he seemed to give to you. When your bidy became limp and dizziness overcome you, you felt him pull away saying “They will never touch you again. You are mine.”

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[bloodied-teardrops]

 Anon

hello may i request yandere!isaac (ikemen vampire) x reader,, literally anything is fine 🥰

How lucky, the apple was just released too. This is assuming you are in the same position as the MC in the game.

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As long as he’s living in le Comte’s mansion, he won’t do anything terrible. The most danger you’ll be in is when he’s thirsty since he needs to drink more often than the other residents. The other residents would smell your blood and come investigate before you ever come close to dying from blood loss. Unless, somehow, everyone but you and Isaac was out, your life shouldn’t be in any danger.

Isaac is above all, insecure and jealous. He doesn’t have any experience and believes himself to be quite boring to others. Just your presence flusters this poor man and well, he’s good at studying and more academic pursuits, but that’s not particularly fun for others in his experience. Surely, you must prefer someone like Napoleon or Arthur, right?

Taking into account of his thoughts, he won’t force you into a relationship with him, especially if you’re clearly interested in someone else. It’s a completely different story if you want to be in a relationship with him.

He’s always watching you. Pink eyes focused on you whenever you’re within his range of vision. The way you move, the way you talk, everything, he’s taking note of them to write down later. It won’t take long for his room to be full of observation journals about you. He’s very careful about how he stores them. Stashed away somewhere you won’t look and locked. He knows how creepy it is and well, he doesn’t want you to leave him.

It’s so easy to make him go along with what you want. He doesn’t have a clue what would be good and he really doesn’t trust Arthur’s advice. If you want to do something, then that’s what the two of you will do.

Your relationship will stay normal unless you try to break things off with him or discover all his journal entries of you. Even then, he’ll try to explain himself, rambling about how you’re his first and the only one he’ll ever think of. He just wants to make you happy, but he doesn’t know the best way so he was hoping that by watching you, he could figure out what you liked best.

Breaking up with him, well, it’s going to be a little strange to live in the same mansion so Isaac will look to get his own place, wanting some space to sort out his feelings. It looks exactly like that. Until a few months later when you’re running an errand for Sebastian and find yourself in Isaac’s new house with no recollection of how you got there.

I recommend returning to the modern era the moment you can. If not, he’ll figure out a way to keep you from reaching the door. Or he’ll plan it so that he follows you to your time. If there’s one thing he’s confident in, it’s his brain. He’ll figure out a way to explain his lack of papers and why he needs to stay with you. Perhaps a victim of human trafficking who managed to run away and you helped him? Something tragic to get sympathy and keep you close to help him. You don’t want to make a scene right? Who would believe in a time traveling door appearing as it pleases?

Ah, but vampires do live a long time and well, Isaac probably heard of where you entered the door. He’ll just have to wait on the other side for you.

Good luck getting away from Isaac.

[welp-back-on-my-bs]

To organize my chaos a lil:

Fanfics:

Ikepri: Tattos (1) (2), Blind Reader, TWST doorms, Blood and Ink, Metal Illnesses, time shenanigans, period, Keith and Silvio Bromance, Trans Gilbert AU, Dyeing Hair

Ikevil: plushies, Deaf Reader, TWST doorms, Periods, time shenanigans

Yandere Psychiatrist Roger

Ikesen: TWST doorms, Kenshin says trans rights, Alternative Kicho route

Ikevamp: PTSD Reader, TWST doorms, Period HCs, Platonic Yandere Comte

Obey me: AUDHD MC, first tattoo

Trans Gilbert AU

Gilbert and Chalaver,

Tokyo Debunker:

What?-

Ocs:

How to care for a Morgan, stats

Ikepri:

Morgan ikepri, Morgan and Carlo, dream wedding with the bois, Backstory, the Goodwill Gala, dress deal, First impressions, Sutours, Gilbert's Heart, Leave Luanne, Cats and Dogs (aka how Silvio and Gilbert got together), Ex's and Oh's, Learning to love myself, dark OC asks, blood and steel, Silvio's Regret, Confessions, a unforgettable night, Mourning

Platonic Yandere Yves x Morgan, Stop Pretending!, A Traveling Christmas

Morgan Bond stories: First Impression, Piano Discourse

Andre

Welcome Home, Claws and Wings Polycule

The Witch and the Prince, Leslie

The Guillotine (French varriation of the Crown):

Intro, shitpost, dark OC asks, a warm reception, fairy tale keepers?, a mother's love, Morgan x Jude x Ellis, Liam x Vulcan, Ed x Harry, Judes' birthday

Morgan Bond Levels:

I want to know, Skills/Hobbies

Ikevamp:

Anastasia and Comte, Anastasia in the manchine, Anastasia's Nightmare, Ani's Halloween prep, cute Anastasia things

Ikesen:

Kaguyasama meets Morgan, Late Nights and Bad Memories , Relationships, Trials by Rest , Worry drabble

Trust

General Maorgan shit, Hideyoshi adopting Morgan, an unexpected surprise, Future vs past

Tokyo Debunker:

Hotarubi's artist and their secrets, Chapter help

Other:

Intro,

[dear-yandere]

Darling said: Ah, Comte, you really don’t have to give me such expensive gifts all the time! I appreciate it, but you don’t have to spend so much money on me... Would you want to have some tea together sometime instead? Such things are also precious to me.

— le comte de saint-germain.

how very humble -- he loves that about you, among other things. he’s used to being approached for just his money or looks, but you truly seem to enjoy the company of such an old man; he can tell by the way your eyes twinkle with excitement and your cheeks tint with shy naivete.

“there’s no need to protest: you’re worth every dime and more, ma cherie.” he gestures to the other chair, inviting you to join him for tea now rather than sometime later. “and why not join me now? i was just about to put on a kettle.”

he smiles when you hurriedly tumble into the seat, that adorable blush glazed across your cheeks again. the fact you actively seek out his company is truly a dream come true, and he’d thought he was no longer allowed the luxury of dreaming ...

perhaps fate had been kind to him, for once.

“you’re always welcome to join me. your company alone is precious to me.”

[ikemenworldlife]

Our Princess - Comte x Reader x Leonardo - Trailer

It will be my first smut for the fandom, I hope all of you like it.

Warning: Smut, Yandere behaviour

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The door that leads to your room is always kept closed, but still there is days that you’re allowed to leave there, that is, you would only leave the room to have a dinner with Leonardo and Comte, and even sleep with them in their rooms sometimes so you wouldn’t feel all that alone.

You are their ‘special guest' as far as you can remember, but still you never felt like a bird locked on its cage. Actually, they were pretty nice to you.

You wake up hearing the tinkle of keys softly shaking as it makes a louder sound when it reaches the door’s lock. You close your eyes in aprehension for not knowing who is opening your door. When it opens, you hear boot steps getting closer to your bed as you try to fake you’re asleep.

Suddenly, you feel him sitting by your side on the bed, gently touching your arm and caressing your right shoulder.

“Good morning.” He says softly to you as his hand touch your cheek. You slowly open your eyes and finally sees Comte right by your side, tenderly smiling at you as he kisses your forehead.

“Good morning.” You answer, looking at him with a shy smile.

“I thought you would greet me in a better way.” He said with a little smirk making your face gain the color of the roses he used to give you everyday.

“I am sorry, sir.” You say in response, getting on your knees still on the bed and kissing him, as he lays down on the bed and placed his hands on your back as you keep on kissing him.

“Look at the two of you. It seems like my little girl needs to be roughly punished for being so lewd.” You hear Leonardo say as he gives a slap on your ass and you moan from shock.

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Looking forward for your opinion @ikevampbiteme @sweet-ikemen-rendezvous @towa-no-yume @diagnosed-by-doyle @thesilentswan

[diagnosed-by-doyle]

Masterlist 2.0

Headcanons

MC Who Doesn’t Speak Much

K-pop Idol MC

Demon MC

MC with Depression

MC who Smokes

What Languages Can They Speak?

If They Had Instagram

Do They Have Entomophobia?

Love Languages

MC’s Period (NSFW period stuff)

Are They Virgins? (NSFW)

Most to Least Endowed (NSFW)

Kinks (NSFW)

Overworked MC (Arthur, Napoleon, Theo)

Overworked MC (Comte, Leonardo)

Overworked MC (Jean, Dazai, Sebastian)

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

MC After Surgery (Arthur, Leonardo, Isaac)

High MC (Vincent, Comte, Napoleon)

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

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

MC in Revealing Clothing (Mozart, Isaac, Arthur)

MC in Revealing Clothing (Vincent, Shakespeare, Comte)

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

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

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

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

Yandere (Arthur, Comte, Vincent)

NSFW Yandere (Vincent, Jean, Comte)

NSFW Yandere (Shakespeare, Mozart, Isaac)

NSFW Yandere (Leonardo, Napoleon)

Post-Nightmare Fluff (Comte, Arthur, Napoleon)

Argumentative MC (Leonardo, Comte, Theo)

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

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

Goddess MC (Dazai, Theo, Jean)

Pureblood MC (Vincent, Isaac, Mozart)

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

MC’s Birthday (Theo) (slight NSFW)

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

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

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

Artistic MC (Vincent)

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

Pregnant MC (Theo, Arthur) (NSFW)

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

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

Fics (IkeVamp)

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

Hold Me (Arthur x Reader) (Fluff)

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

Coffee Break (Arthur x Reader) (Fluff)

Reward (Arthur x Reader) (Fluff)

Cookies (Comte x Reader) (Fluff)

Broken Dam (Comte x Reader) (Fluff)

His Desire (Comte x Reader) (Smut)

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

Tundra (Isaac x Reader) (Fluff)

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

Payback (Leonardo x Reader) (Fluff)

Overflowing (Leonardo x Reader) (NSFW)

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

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

Surprise (Theo x Reader) (NSFW)

Grief (??? x Reader) (Angst)

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

Galileo Galilei (IkeVamp OC) Fics

Character Information

Official Appearance

Art by some amazing people:

dragon-wilbert

ikemen-artist

steestea

Meeting

Rise and Shine

Scientists at Work

A Reprimanding

Shadow

Endurance

Lights of the Heavens

Back to School

It’s Here

Emergence

Secrets

Fics (IkeSen)

Comfort from Hideyoshi (Hideyoshi x Reader) (Fluff)

Just In Case (Hideyoshi x Reader) (NSFW)

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

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

Don’t Move (Kenshin x Reader) (NSFW)

[dear-yandere]

Darling said: comte! um, i have something for you- as a small thank you for, y'know, letting me stay here and all that! i really am grateful. i know flowers don't really compare, but i figured it was better than nothing... and they're pretty regardless, aren't they?

— le comte de saint-germain.

the count smiles and gently sniffs the flowers. they were picked fresh, still fragrant and in full bloom from your hard work in the mansion gardens. he’d always insisted you didn’t have to do such dirty work, but he can see now why you were so persistent: it’s a token of your appreciation.

when would you realize your presence alone is enough for him?

“this is gorgeous, ma cherie. i couldn’t have asked for a better gift.” he places a chaste, warm kiss on the top of your hand. “and i should be the grateful one, truly. having a beautiful, friendly face around the mansion could lift any man’s spirit, don’t you agree?” his heart swells as you blush and nod.

“thank you for being in my life. you give me something to look forward to every day.”

[dear-yandere]

yandere! le comte de saint-germain. requested by anonymous! tw: implied starvation, implied suicidal ideation, implied confinement. a/n: nothing here is canon, so don’t worry about spoilers!

Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

Comte is as gentlemanly as ever, though he tends to take it to extremes when it comes to his darling. He’d never mock them, especially because their stepping through that door was...entirely his doing. He feels an immense sense of guilt, and perhaps that’s why he bends over backwards just to accommodate his darling and make their stay at his mansion as painless as possible. Lavish gifts, exotic tea, hand-tailored gowns and high-quality makeup -- he’d spend his entire fortune if his darling asked, even though it’d do little to help him repent. 

Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

None. Although he brought his darling to the 18th century out of sheer selfishness, he wouldn’t deprive them of anything they so desire. He wants to see them thrive, above all else, even if it means...giving her up to one of his mansion’s residents.

Leonardo is the only resident Comte is somewhat content giving his darling to. On one hand, it hurts -- it hurts to see his lifelong best friend win the heart of the person Comte loves more than life itself; on the other, Comte knows that Leonardo is the best partner one can have.

Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

Slightly. Comte is manipulative, but he’s also exceedingly lucid. He’s a master at hiding his emotions and intentions, so pretending as if he isn’t absolutely smitten by his darling is fairly easy. Even though he may not be manipulative around his residents, he has a habit of leading MC down a path he thinks is best.

It just so happens that that path doesn’t end with them being together.

Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

He...wouldn’t be able to live with himself. This would be his worst nightmare because he can’t end his life as he’s a pure blood. He has to watch his darling slowly deteriorate, rejecting food and interaction at every opportunity. He’d consider force-feeding her and locking her away in a space where she cannot harm herself or end her life, but that doesn’t fix the problem in the slightest.

He is the problem.

Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

Comte will bare as much as he thinks is necessary. He tries his best to stay out of his darling’s way (more so out of guilt than anything), but should they seek him out, he’ll become selfish and slowly open up to them. He’s unbearably lonely, and that’s exactly what led to this situation in the first place. If he hadn’t been selfish, if he hadn’t led you through those doors that day...

[dear-yandere]

since you said you wanted more ikevamp material and I agree~ how would Napoleon, Comte, and Theo react to a darling that rebels against them and no matter what remains very defiant and fights against them for freedom? Thank you so much

Darling, you’re certainly on the right path to my heart. I will get on my knees and beg for more Comte (and Leonardo) content any day. And sorry Napoleon’s is relatively short, he’s the only suitor I can’t seem to get a good handle on yet.

tw. mentions of kidnapping, gaslighting, stalking.

Napoleon Bonaparte.

Napoleon demands fealty and loyalty, and for the most part, his sheer charisma is enough to garner that from anyone he meets. His feisty little nunuche is different, however – she is a challenge, and although he does adore a good challenge, he only has so much patience.

Napoleon strongly feels that all people are born equally and should be treated as such (according to the wiki), so he isn’t fond of treating his darling like an object in any shape or form – even as an object of obsession. Rather, he’s very reluctant to indulge in his feelings. 

Even if he does end up keeping her captive somewhere (unlikely) or simply looms over her during her stay at the mansion, if his darling truly believes that being free of him is best for her… then he’ll let her go. He’ll let her do what she wants because he doesn’t believe in restricting one’s freedom. She deserves it just as much as he does.

Comte de Saint-Germain.

Comte is perhaps the most… pragmatic about the situation, at least compared to the other two. He expected his beloved cherie to respond ill to his manipulation and jealousy – he’s lived hundreds of years after all, he knew it wouldn’t be easy; though, that also means he knows how to break a human. 

Naturally, however, he wouldn’t resort to breaking his beloved under any circumstances. He fell for his darling for a reason, not because he wanted to make her a puppet. That said, he’s fine if his cherie continually defies him and fights for her freedom – he fell in love with that spirit of hers after all. Her constant protests and insults wouldn’t break his heart in the slightest because he will always react with a level head, but he’d be lying if he claimed that hateful / fearful look in her eyes didn’t sting…

Despite being a lucid-manipulative yandere, he’s much softer in his approach to wearing darling down. Instead of gaslighting her or manipulating those around her (which he could easily do, mind you, considering the estate belongs to him), he fights her defiance with kindness. And if that still doesn’t work, then… he will just cut his losses. He knows better than to make someone love him or to cling to a woman… he’s lived for so long that letting his darling go is already inevitable, as much as he knows it will hurt…

Theodorus van Gogh.

Surprisingly, Theo isn’t as rough with a defiant darling as Napoleon is. He may snap and bark (pun intended) at his poor little knabbeltje, but he’d never hurt her, at least not intentionally. Emotions may run high and he may break something or even say hurtful words that cut deep, but he’ll always apologize – will always pull darling into an embrace (against her will) and practically beg for forgiveness with a soft, weak voice. His patience almost rivals Comte’s, not because its in his personality per se, but because Theo can’t bear to lose his darling or have someone else call her theirs.

Theo is unsurprisingly a possessive-protective. He’ll act as if he doesn’t particularly care what happens to his stupid little darling, but his actions never match his words. He’ll tell her to leave him alone then follow (stalk) her around town the same day, always keeping a watchful eye on his little pet. His excuses are lackluster, along the lines of darling being so inept and idiotic that he needs to keep an eye on her else he’ll find himself putting up Lost Dog adverts around town.

Still, if darling continues to rebel, he’ll have to seek help from his best friend Arthur and concoct a plan to break her. Unlike Comte, Theo doesn’t mind a broken darling as long as it means she’s his.