The leaders of the Domestic and Foreign factions of Rhodolie- fourth prince, Leon Dompteur, and second prince Chevalier Michel~
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Belle Accidentally Makes A Harem~
After “What if we share” #Ikepri Harem
There are so many possibilities for this delicious idea. Cute, fluffy, angsty, clever, comfort, sexy. So pull out the fic prompts and pick some princes.
Write your own harem fics! Use the tag #ikepri harem and shower us in your most fluffy and most debauched daydreams~
I’ll take requests if they hit right. My brain doesn’t like the idea of not being able to do it all lol
Clavis vs Yves in the kitchen to see whose food you like best
Sariel & Chev giving an ~intense~ study session
Horseback rides with Nokto and Licht
Drinking with Jin, Luke, Clavis, and Leon
Jin and Licht teaching self defense
Yves and Rio picking out you clothes
Nokto and Luke ditching duties with you in the gardens
In the library with Chev and Licht
Early morning on a travel day with Yves, Leon, and Rio
Nokto, Licht, and Sariel on a forced day off
Learning chess with Jin & Rio with a… prize for the winner~
Nap time with Luke & Leon
Threesomes~
{Clavis,Licht} {Yves,Luke} {Jin,Rio} {Chev,Yves} {Leon,Luke} {Jin,Clavis} {Leon,Rio} {Sariel,Licht} {Chev,Rio} {Leon,Licht} {Clavis,Luke} {Jin,Nokto} {Chev,Clavis} {Licht,Luke} {Sariel,Nokto} {Nokto,Luke} {Clavis,Nokto} {Sariel,Yves} {Yves,Licht} {Jin,Chev} {Chev,Luke} {Sariel,Rio} {Clavis,Yves} {Leon,Nokto} {Sariel,Jin} {Nokto,Licht} {Yves,Rio} {Chev,Licht} {Nokto,Rio} {Sariel,Chev} {Jin,Leon} {Licht,Rio} {Sariel,Leon} {Jin,Licht} {Sariel,Clavis} {Jin,Luke} {Yves,Nokto} {Leon,Yves} {Chev,Leon} {Luke,Rio} {Chev,Nokto} {Sariel,Luke} {Clavis,Leon} {Jin,Yves} {Clavis,Rio}
Foursomes~
{Sariel,Yves,Licht} {Leon,Chev,Luke} {Nokto,Leon,Clavis} {Jin,Yves,Chev} {Sariel,Nokto,Chev} {Jin,Licht,Luke} {Sariel,Leon,Clavis} {Nokto,Chev,Clavis} {Jin,Nokto,Licht} {Leon,Yves,Chev} {Jin,Nokto,Leon} {Sariel,Jin,Nokto} {Luke,Clavis,Rio} {Sariel,Nokto,Leon} {Jin,Leon,Luke} {Sariel,Leon,Chev} {Sariel,Yves,Chev} {Yves,Chev,Clavis} {Sariel,Jin,Clavis} {Jin,Chev,Rio} {Nokto,Luke,Clavis} {Licht,Luke,Clavis} {Chev,Licht,Clavis} {Leon,Luke,Rio} {Jin,Leon,Rio} {Sariel,Yves,Clavis} {Jin,Chev,Luke} {Sariel,Leon,Rio} {Jin,Licht,Clavis} {Nokto,Chev,Rio} {Sariel,Licht,Clavis} {Sariel,Jin,Rio} {Jin,Licht,Rio} {Leon,Yves,Luke} {Jin,Yves,Clavis} {Leon,Yves,Licht} {Jin,Clavis,Rio} {Yves,Chev,Rio} {Jin,Leon,Yves} {Sariel,Nokto,Luke} {Jin,Nokto,Rio} {Nokto,Yves,Clavis} {Jin,Nokto,Clavis} {Chev,Licht,Rio} {Jin,Yves,Luke} {Jin,Leon,Clavis} {Licht,Clavis,Rio} {Yves,Licht,Clavis} {Jin,Chev,Clavis} {Jin,Yves,Rio} {Leon,Chev,Clavis} {Sariel,Nokto,Clavis} {Sariel,Luke,Rio} {Chev,Clavis,Rio} {Jin,Luke,Clavis} {Nokto,Leon,Rio} {Sariel,Jin,Luke} {Nokto,Leon,Chev} {Jin,Nokto,Chev} {Nokto,Licht,Luke} {Yves,Chev,Licht} {Nokto,Leon,Yves} {Sariel,Jin,Chev} {Nokto,Yves,Licht} {Sariel,Licht,Luke} {Yves,Licht,Rio} {Jin,Leon,Licht} {Nokto,Yves,Chev} {Sariel,Jin,Yves} {Leon,Luke,Clavis} {Nokto,Licht,Rio} {Leon,Licht,Luke} {Nokto,Clavis,Rio} {Nokto,Chev,Luke} {Sariel,Nokto,Yves} {Yves,Clavis,Rio} {Sariel,Chev,Clavis} {Yves,Chev,Luke} {Leon,Chev,Licht} {Sariel,Jin,Licht} {Chev,Luke,Rio} {Jin,Nokto,Yves} {Jin,Yves,Licht} {Nokto,Yves,Rio} {Chev,Licht,Luke} {Sariel,Chev,Rio} {Sariel,Chev,Licht} {Yves,Licht,Luke} {Nokto,Leon,Licht} {Leon,Clavis,Rio} {Jin,Nokto,Luke} {Sariel,Jin,Leon} {Nokto,Chev,Licht} {Sariel,Yves,Rio} {Sariel,Clavis,Rio} {Licht,Luke,Rio} {Jin,Luke,Rio} {Sariel,Leon,Licht} {Leon,Licht,Clavis} {Nokto,Yves,Luke} {Sariel,Nokto,Rio} {Sariel,Yves,Luke} {Yves,Luke,Rio} {Nokto,Leon,Luke} {Jin,Leon,Chev} {Sariel,Leon,Yves} {Nokto,Luke,Rio} {Sariel,Luke,Clavis} {Sariel,Licht,Rio} {Yves,Luke,Clavis} {Sariel,Nokto,Licht} {Jin,Chev,Licht} {Leon,Chev,Rio} {Nokto,Licht,Clavis} {Leon,Yves,Rio} {Leon,Yves,Clavis} {Leon,Licht,Rio} {Sariel,Leon,Luke} {Chev,Luke,Clavis} {Sariel,Chev,Luke}
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Possibly Unpopular Opinion: Chevalier's Route is Mid at Best, Bad at Worst
Another Possibly Unpopular Opinion: Chevalier's Relationship With Emma/Mc Does not work Unless it is in Clavis' Route
*Necessary addition that this is just my opinion you don't need to share it, im just ranting about it because it bothers me but do feel free to discuss in reblogs/comments and/or send asks about it
(Spoilers for Clavis' and Chev's routes)
This is mostly because of a "First Impressions" kind of situation, but it's an issue that is dragged throughout.
In both routes, Clavis drags Emma to the gardens to witness Chev murdering some assasins. Chev's Emma is terrified of him from that moment on, but Clavis' Emma feels an obligation to stay because of her position as Belle.
This already gives us a comparison: While Clavis' Emma is scared, she isn't outright terrified of Chev as she is in his route (this will become important later).
Now, a constant in both routes (and, with Chev in general), is that he doesn't view Mc as "worthy of his time" because she hasn't proved herself to him. But here's the thing: in Clavis' route, MC is able to stand up to Chev and ask him to help her because Clavis was by her side, urging her to be brave (granted, in his own Clavis way, but still), and its that bravery, that determination that she has, that eventually makes him see her as someone worthy. Where as in Chev's route, it is Emma against him, with barely any support that we can see from Clavis.
Another thing to note is the motivation behid this "prove him my worth" thing: while Chev's mc does it so he may give her the time of day, Clavis' mc does it because she has had an evolution. In specific, she offers to bring him books from her bookstore in exchange for information of Clavis' whereabouts. She didn't think of doing this to please him, she thought "what can I give him that will make him give me the info I need". This action of "manipulating" A PRINCE in order to find her friend is what I believe impresses Chev.
Which leads me to my final point: Chev's admiration in Clavis' route, although left unsaid, is honest, and comes from Emma changing and growing because of Clavis. And to me, this has a lot more potential to become a love story than one where the Love Interest doesn't think you are "Worth His Time" and you are afraid of him or try to "Find is human heart" (aka an "I can fix him" trope written in cursive).
To be fair the "human heart" part is kind of sweet, Emma tries to help him overcome the trauma of having a broken family, but the problem is that all of that responsibility relies on her. Not only that, but Chev states that he is changing FOR HER. Not for himself, or for the gratification of having real love, but to make Emma happy. And that isn't healthy. Ofc not every route has to be a field of flowers and roses, where nothing goes wrong, etc etc. But it's questionable, to say the least, that he cannot even respect his Love Interest as a person until he Deems her Valuable to him.
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An Unnecessarily Long Analysis on Chevalier: The Trailer
joseph bologne, otherwise known as the chevalier de saint-george/s, was, to put it in simple terms, a badass. i have done months worth of research on this man, including out-of-town trips throughout my state to obtain archived materials and the only (and outrageously expensive) book written about him (the chevalier de saint-georges: virtuoso of the sword and the bow by gabriel banat). ive been beyond excited for chevalier, a movie coming out on april 21st, which explores his life. but, the more and more i watch this trailer and think about it, the more inaccurate it's seeming to be. now, to preface, im not a critic, i havent seen the movie early, im just a person who knows an unnecessary amount about him so now im going to share (also i am going off memory alone, though i am pretty damn confident in my ability to remember everything chronologically)
to give a very short rundown, joseph, born in guadeloupe in 1745, was born to a wealthy plantation owner, his father, and his enslaved mother. after a few years, (and his fathers murder conviction, which he fled from before he could be beheaded,) his father's wife brought him and his mother to france where his father had fled to. his father enrolled him in the best schools, particularly a fencing academy where he was taught by nicolas texier de la boëssière. throughout his time there, and presumably before, he also studied and played the violin. his talent was utterly clear to anyone who watched him, whether it be fencing or playing, and he even came to surpass his fencing teachers
fencing was what originally got him in with the likes of france's higher-up society members, both fencing for and with them. this didn't turn out to be his primary passion, though. fencing, composing, and anything of the sort was what he focused most of his time on. by the age of 24 he took over gossec's concert des amateurs, and had plenty of a presence in the musical scene. despite being mixed, he was able to establish himself within many communities, including with royalty (he taught and worked with marie antoinette for a considerable amount of time). he was actually met with very little resistance because of his talent, but when it came to more sophisticated positions and opportunities, there were setbacks. most notably, he applied to lead the paris opera, to which many members said they would quit because they wouldn't work for a man "like him," to which he withdrew his application
this is not where he stops, of course. he continues on to write operas, concertos, and any other compositional piece he put his mind to (as well as fencing on the side)
with his royal connections, he also became good acquaintances with prince philippe, duke of orléans. eventually (and after a shit ton of events that i dont have time to get into), through this connection, he gets involved in the french revolution (bc of course he would). due to racist laws of the time, he was put with an an all-black legion that he lead as colonel, which is later renamed to la legion saint-georges because of his astounding leadership and skill (he was still doing concerts and shit on the side btw)
his revolution career came to an end when he was falsely accused of misappropriating funds and jailed for a period of time because of it. after that, he eventually went back to making music until he died in 1799
okay, i know that was a lot, but trust me thats just scratching the surface of his life. now, to get into the actual reason im here:
this trailer, for the movie about his life, is, from what i can see, at least partial bullshit
their biggest point, and the opening scene according to the reviews that have been published so far, is of him interrupting a mozart concert. throughout the sources that are available about him, researches are adamant that he never interacted or was in direct competition with mozart. from what i can tell, hes about 19-23 in this, meaning he hasnt taken over the concert des amateurs yet. this also means that mozart can be no older than 12 years old. yes he was a prodigy, but even in the trailer they look the same age. like how tf are you going to base your MAIN EVENT. YOUR SELLING POINT. THE FIRST THING ON SCREEN. on something completely fictional. also, if mozart is an adult by then, joseph was well established and already assisted in creating a whole new genre, one which mozart eventually took inspiration from
also, from everything else ive seen, theres a significant focus on the singular relationship we know about in his life. yes okay it was a part of his life, and yes theyre trying to make it sell, but it had nothing to do with his success
now you might be asking, so? its a movie? who gives a shit? and i see you. i understand it. no matter how much i tear it apart im still excited about it bc theyre acknowledging him at all. im literally going to see it the week it comes out. but. but, theyre claiming to be telling an untold, true story, when they're clearly dramatizing a large majority of it. listen, im not entirely stupid, i know this is how movies work, but my god is it driving my crazy that this is going to be his "reintroduction" to the modern world
listen, they didnt do everything wrong. i dont have context for a majority of it, but from what i can tell the rest of the events are more or less plausible. im also beyond happy that he is being represented in the masses for the first time since his death, and being recognized at all. im hoping this sparks more research about him, especially more attainable research (seriously the only book about him is available for no less than $300 and for what????)
also, i also understand that this is only 2 minutes of the entire movie. yes you should also know i have watched it over 30 times since it came out (hyperfixation at its finest <3), but i understand this is just barely a glimpse at it. im going to of course do a full update when the movie comes out, but for now this is what i have to say. please, if you go see (for the love of god if this has taught you anything go see it), know that the movie is probably not going to be a great representation of his true story (and hopefully look into some more research about him)
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I love how every time Leon appears in my fics he basically has the role of a love confident. LIKE BRO KNOWS ALL THE TEA.
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Learning how to love. That was easy.
Remembering how after it was beaten from you; that was difficult.
But Nathaniel Chevalier, Warrior of Light, was nothing if not determined.
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I’m so sorry, Prince Chevalier! 😂🥲😅
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Hi, Scorchie! I am very interested to hear your opinion on something. Have you watched the Turkish series "Magnificent Century"? If yes, how do you think the life of Chevalier Michel would have turned out if he were born in the Ottoman Empire and was the son of Sultan Suleiman? Since Chevalier is portrayed in the game as a cruel beast feared by everyone, even the late King, would Sultan also fear him and ultimately have him executed, as it happened to Mustafa? Or would Suleiman be proud of Chevalier, considering him a genius born once in a thousand years? As we learned from the series, the şehzades were obliged to live by the rules set by tradition and the will of the father-sultan, staying within their limits. In other words, all the Sultan's sons were to always live in the shadow of their father and act only with his approval. Would Chevalier, being a genius, abide by these rules or would he act like Mustafa? Is it possible that Chevalier would rebel against the Sultan in the future to overthrow him and rule the Empire himself? Given Chevalier's cruelty, I assume he would promptly kill all of his brothers. I am very curious to read your opinion on this matter or a detailed analysis. Feel free to ignore my request if you find it difficult to respond.
Hello there! This question gave me a shock when I first read it because last month my Turkish friend recommended the same series to me, and well... I still haven't started it 😅 (*ahem* I have a loooong watch list of shows)
My knowledge of the Ottoman Empire is rusty, but if this is meant to be the same Sultan Suleiman from history (a.k.a. the greatest sultan in the history of the empire) and the series follows that timeline, then I wouldn't think he would have Chevalier executed, but rather encouraged to explore his academic pursuits, unless Chevalier steps extremely out of line. The Ottoman Empire valued Islam as the focal point for many of its institutions, both inside and outside the family (government, justice system, education, family-life, etc.), and we know Chevalier to be a prince whose actions and decisions are always based on the protection and longevity of the kingdom (with very few exceptions), so personally I'd believe Chevalier would only rebel against the sultan if the sultan himself was the one who was acting corrupt or wasn't following the law. But again, this is Sultan Suleiman we're talking about, and his reign was defined by justice, integrity, military prowess, and religious tolerance. Also, if I recall correctly, Suleiman was an avid poet, so Chevalier would probably appreciate that, too.
Of course, if the series diverges from history, well then I can't make comment, and you can just toss out everything I wrote 🙊
In regard to a detailed analysis on Chevalier's possible behavior in the show, this is the best I can give at this time. But your ask is getting me thinking about analyzing Chevalier's reasons for not overthrowing the Rhodolitian King before he kicked the bucket, so a post like that may come up on my blog sometime in the future.
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Grade A
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12. Beau Is Afraid
13. Dream Scenario
14. Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3
15. Godzilla Minus One
16. American Fiction
17. They Cloned Tyrone
18. Evil Dead Rise
19. Eileen
20. The Artifice Girl
21. Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: Mutant Mayhem
22. Talk to Me
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24. Leave the World Behind
25. A Thousand and One
26. Mission: Impossible – Dead Reckoning Part One
27. Are You There God? It’s Me, Margaret.
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29. Carmen
30. Merry Little Batman
31. Priscilla
32. Society of the Snow
33. Infinity Pool
34. Enys Men
35. Sanctuary
36. Rye Lane
37. Skinamarink
38. Monster
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84. Saw X
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Prompt: You are blissfully unaware of how deep exactly Rook and Vil's affections run for you; of the extents they would go for you, and the boundaries they would cross in your name.
Pairing: Yan!Vil x Reader x Yan!Rook
Genre: Yandere
TW: Yandere Vil and Rook, talk of killing someone, Reader is not Yuu/Prefect.
AN: Rook and Vil ily but why are you both so hard to write for 😭 Like, yall are fun to think for but it was so hard to write down the concept in my mind ysgshskejd. I genuinely don't know if I was able to do them justice, please forgive me if they're a bit ooc in this. This started off as a joke thing because of a friend, but then it turned yandere for some reason that I don't know but we're vibing so it's okay ^^
You groaned as you flopped face first onto the couch in Vil's room, uncaring of the fact that you were still wearing your shoes. Vil glanced at you from the corner of his eyes as he sat at his vanity, narrowing his gaze at your unmoving form.
"(Name), remove your shoes."
" 'm too tired," you grumbled, and Rook chuckled from his place on Vil's bed. "My, my Chevalier de Beauté, how bold of you to reject Roi du Poison's order," he teased you, getting up from the bed to walk over to where you were.
" 'm tired," you whined once again, drawing out a chuckle from both of your boyfriends.
"Still, as Roi du Poison's devoted hunter, I cannot let you get away with such a grave crime," he hummed, his voice light and sweet to your ears. Kneeling on one leg, Rook carefully untied your shoelaces, gently placing your shoes on the floor by the couch. Each movement was smooth and reverent; one would think he was handling a priceless treasure with the way he made sure to not make a single noise as he rid you of your shoes.
He watched in amusement as your only reaction was to sigh and turn your head slightly to look at him. Ever watchful, he immediately zeroed in on the eyebags that you had tried to conceal under layers of makeup. Rook removed the glove from one of his hands, raising it to smooth back your hair into a somewhat presentable state.
"Pray tell, what has you so stressed?" He asked, and you could see Vil sit straighter (if that was even possible since his posture was always impeccable) at his words, no doubt listening to the two of you.
"Its nothing too bad, really. I'm just stuck with uncooperative assholes in Professor Crewel's class-"
"Language," Vill gently chided, but you could make out the concern in his voice. You continued speaking, eventually fully ranting to Rook and Vil about how absolutely bull-headed and uncooperative your group members were, and how you were practically the only one working on the project.
Both the boys stayed quiet as they heard you vent your frustrations out to them. Once you were done, Rook gave you a smile. His eyes held a dangerous light, sharp gaze befitting the hunter he prided himself in being.
"Would you like me to kill them for you?"
You felt a shiver run down your spine at his tone, the familiar smile on his face somehow turning malicious in front of your very eyes. Very slowly, like prey trying to not agitate the predator in their bid to escape, you silently sat up on the couch. Your eyes were trained on his, caution and hesitancy swirling in them (a very pretty mixture, if you asked Rook; what he wouldn't give to see that look of confusion and fear in your eyes more often-)
"No killing, Rook," Vil spoke from his seat in front of the mirror, turning completely to face the two of you. Immediately, Rook turned back into the playful boy you always knew, as he chuckled, "Ah, I jest, of course." He winked at you, and you wondered if your senses had played a trick on you as the heavy atmosphere that had been in the room mere moments ago dissipated instantly.
"Perhaps I could speak to these classmates of yours, hm?"
"O-oh, there's no need for that," you nervously chuckled. "I already informed Professor Crewel about it, and he said he'll give them a fitting punishment," you hurriedly explained. Your fingers fiddled with the cuffs of your blazer, a clear sign of your discomfort at the thought of Rook potentially talking to the people from your group. As irritating as they were, you didn't really want to get them on his (or for that matter, anyone's) bad side, especially with how... weird and quite frankly terrifying Rook had been earlier.
Your nervousness did not go unnoticed, as Vil chuckled, crossing his arms elegantly as he looked at the two of you. "Rook, you've scared them."
Vil stood up from his seat, making his way over to you. Carefully, he lifted your face to make you meet his eyes and smiled. "Rook was only joking, my dear. Don't worry." The gentle touch sent butterflies fluttering through your stomach, and the soft smile complementing his words made your earlier worries go away.
Rook looked at you, a mix of surprise and amusement in his eyes as he took your hand in his own. "Ah, dear Chevalier de Beauté, you need not worry at all," he said as he placed a light kiss on the back of your hand.
"You are precious to me, so I cannot help but wish to take care of anything that may displease you. But, my apologies if I went too far with my joke."
His voice was sincere as he spoke, and you couldn't help but smile at him despite his... slightly concerning words. Rook was a weirdo most of the time. Maybe it was just a well-intended joke that you just overthought about?
You chuckled, missing the way Vil's shoulders seemed to relax and how Rook's smile became a little less forced.
"It's alright Rook."
"You nearly gave us away, Rook."
Vil's voice was uncharacteristically cold as he stared down at the hunter kneeling in front of him. You had gone back to your own dorm room some time ago, saying that you needed to finish one of Professor Trein's assignments, giving the two boys some much needed privacy to have this conversation.
"My sincere apologies Roi du Poison. I did not mean to, but to see their beautiful face contorted in such anger, such frustration... it caught me off guard. I was careless in my wish to take away some of their burden, and I shall accept any punishment you deem acceptable, my fair queen," Rook said, his voice repentant as he stared at the hem of Vil's dorm clothes.
Vil sighed after a long and tense silence. How could he remain cross with his beloved hunter any longer, when he was this remorseful? Besides, Vil had been quick enough to salvage the situation in time, and you were still blissfully unaware of how deep exactly their affections ran for you; of the extents they would go for you, and the boundaries they would cross in your name.
"Get up," he ordered, and the hunter rose to his feet, finally daring to look his queen in the eyes. "Go, and find every little thing there is to find about those useless students. Every. Single. Thing. But do not, touch a hair on their heads. That will be your punishment."
Vil's voice was calm and collected, like a queen delivering a death sentence. Rook bowed reverently.
"As you wish, my dear queen."
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Hi! I was wondering if you could write another part for Otter creator! Like maybe them with Furina and Neuvillette having a tea party or something! (Possibly Wriothesley[?]!!), and they start realising more! (If Wriothesley’s there he should be oblivious for a bit!)
“Tea party, hooray!” It was easy to see that Furina was excited.
Because today was the day for your first REAL tea party. Not just locked in a room with her for a day.
And yes you meant a literal day. Like a whole ass day.
Anyway-
Her and Neuvillette were going to FINALLY take you to meet Wriothesley! Yay! It was just a date to take about some royal officiant bullshit you couldn’t bring yourself to care about, but as per usual, they refused to take you out of their sights.
So here you were, getting all dolled up in Lady Furina’s lap. A new bow tie, a fancier hat, and somehow Otter friendly makeup.
Where they found it? You don’t know. Did they make it? You’re 99.9% sure they had it commissioned. Do you look good with cate eye eyeliner? Hell yes.
You were now being carried in the Otter Pack™️ (a rather large and plush satchel that Neuvillette carried around, filled with lush blankets and pillows and only the FINEST toys for you to play with) with your head sticking out of the top, your fur freshly combed and oiled. Neuvillette’s fingers curled through what wasn’t covered by the hat.
Hell, you even had on some adorable golden and lapis embedded clip on earrings - they wouldn’t dare pierce your ears for fear of hurting you and damaging your hearing.
People cooed at you in your Otter Pack™️ and you sucked that shit up, you were basically drowning in sparkles!~ All the while Furina and Neuvillette spoke above you.
“Are we sure we should bring mon preux chevalier? I mean, naturally we should share their beauty with the world but… in a place filled with criminals..?” Furina spoke in a hushed tone, not wanting you to hear her.
“I understand my Lady, but there is no one to trust to take care of them. Who will give them their favorite treats? Shine their coat? Scratch their tummy? No can do it the way we can, Lady Furina. Besides, we are here for only a Tea Party, it should only last around two hours with the matter we must discuss. Three hours at the latest.” Neuvillette replied. Though in truth, he had just as many issues with the whole situation.
It truly was a shame no one was as capable to take care of their darling Otter as them. *Dramatic sigh in French*
Arriving at the entrance to the Fortress of Meropide, the duo were ushered inside and directly into Wriothesley’s office.
“Lady Furina! Monsieur Neuvillette! How nice it is to have you in humble prison. Please, follow me.” Wriothesley smoothly opened the conversation, leading the duo to his tea table. Finally, he noticed the Otter Pack™️.
“*Ahem* I see we have a… guest?” Wriothesley mused. See he hadn’t been on the surface for a bit, and news travels slow beneath the waves, so had had no clue of the big hydro duo’s new friend.
“Yea. This is Le superviseur officiel du jury du palais de justice de Fontaine. La Loutre de l'Opéra Eclipse*.” Neuvillette responded curtly. You chittered happily at the title you had just been given as off the last trial held. And Wriothesley only sweated at the long title.
“I… see. Anyway, if we are ready to begin…” And with that you stopped listening.
You had been here for barely a few minutes and you were already bored. See, usually with Furina, something would be happening. Something spectacular! Or intriguing! Never had you seen her in such a… boring environment. Hell, you could tell she was bored but you supposed that being an Archon came with other bullshit jobs other than being pretty and revered.
You hopped out of the Otter Pack™️ and snuggled up in Neuvillette’s lap, and noticed the extra teacup in front of you. Chittering, you sniffed and licked at it, then curled up once more.
You were trying to hide your boredom, but seemed to be failing as you felt Neuvillette’s fingers comb through the fur on your back. You basically purred at the affection, before sighing. Furina turned to you and called out to you.
“Mon ange? Are you bored? Well I, Furina, have just the cure!~” She said in a sing-songy tune. After, she waved her hand and in a puff of hydro, Gentilhomme Usher, Surintendante Chevalmarin and Mademoiselle Crabaletta were summoned.
You jumped up, messing up your hat and allowing Neuvillette to fix it, before the four of you jumped up to play. The three swam around you in the air while you followed quickly on the floor, causing the three to laugh. Though, Neuvillette noticed something.
Now, already he and Furina noticed you were smarter than other Otters, being able to understand human speech. You could solve puzzles, and once you had even helped solve a rather hard case! But this was… something else.
Gentilhomme Usher, Surintendante Chevalmarin and Mademoiselle Crabaletta and even Singer of Many Waters could speak… kind of. They had their own little babbly language that only Furina could only understand sometimes, and even then it was rocky. That’s why they mostly acted out their wants and needs with over the top gestures… but you.
An otter.
Could understand them perfectly.
You weren’t the only otter they had been summoned around, but then those otter would run away or stay around in curiosity.
But you could understand everything.
You could understand what a god couldn’t.
And that’s when something inside the Dragon Sovereign clicked.
He had been an avid follower of The Creator. The one Above all. Listening gently to all their false promises of bringing his brethren back. If fixing this world of its problems. He would watch as they only cared for themselves. As they punished anyone who went against them. Punished the innocent. As they lavished in the foods and clothes and jewels bestowed upon them by their followers.
Yet the flowers wouldn’t bloom in their presence. The wind wouldn’t blow gently through their hair. The ground and earth wouldn’t stop its quakes. The water would calm its waves. The lightning wouldn’t slow its descent. The fires wouldn’t lower their flames. The ice wouldn’t smooth over and slow the snow.
In fact, flowers would wilt when around them. The wind would whip into windstorms and the earth would rumble with ferocity. Water would rise to heights uncharted and lightning would strike behind their heels. Flame would rise higher and higher and fill the air with ash and snow would turn to hail, ice turning to sharp points around them.
It was the opposite with their darling Otter. He knew something was… not quite right with them. They always had this feel about them.
The melusine would act weirdly about them. Giving them wider smiles and now that he was thinking about it truly… they seemed to always know what they wanted. Even the Clockwork Meka would bow in their presence. When they swam it was always as though the current would work with them, and fish and other creatures of the sea would always surround them, following behind them… almost like…
A veil.
A veil that matched the one their creator always had on in every art of them.
On any statue.
In any painting.
In any description in every book.
They always had a veil.
And glancing at their beloved otter?
Their blue tuff of fur? They lined their back? Combined with the flowing fabrics of their top hat?
Created a veil.
“Excuse me Wriothesley, me Lady Furina must go discuss something. Please keep an eye on ma moitié for us please.” Neuvillette spoke quickly, gently gripping Furina’s arm as she protested, and they both left the room.
You and the three summons looked at the closing office door, then at Wriothesley. He stared back.
“Uhm… hello there, little otter.”
You only chittered in response.
And as Neuvillette and Furina rounded a corner, the Sovereign pressed a hand to her complaining lips.
“My Lady, firstly, my sincerest apologies for dragging you out here. Secondly, I believe I have made a… shocking discovery about our ˈbābē…” Neuvillette’s voice was hushed, making Furina nervous.
“What.. what do you think you found..?” She asked.
“I believe… our darling Otter… is the true Creator…”
Hehehehe… How will Furina react to this knowledge? What with Neuvillette do with this information? And will Wriothesley ever get over seeing an Otter so close to his Archon? Tune in next week to find out!~
Anyway, I love this and where it’s going! I haven’t had to write any angst and I feel it coming now! Hehehe ૮ ˶´ ᵕˋ ˶ა
* The official Jury Supervisor of the Courthouse of Fontaine . The Otter of the Opera Eclipse
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She is an incredibly charismatic and versatile actress who brings a certain captivating je ne sais quois to each and every one of her roles that makes her impossible to ignore. Her pre-code films were considered quite risqué, with her part in a thrupple in Design For Living, and some saucy scenes they had to cut from Jekyll and Hyde. She also had a strong career in early television, so good that this queen literally has TWO Hollywood Stars, TWO!! One for TV and one for Film
Also she is Gorgeous, capable of being the girl nextdoor and also a stunning blonde bombshell. She's not as well known as some golden-age Hollywood stars but she's really incredible and I recommend everyone watch her films
In Trouble in Paradise she plays a pickpocket who flirts by stealing from her criminal boyfriend and I fell in love
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She's got this sly slouchy confidence that just draws you in. Almost no one wore 30s fashion as well as her
queen of the pre-code era. often her roles were of carefree, flirty and lighthearted but intelligent women. famously in the movie where she was part of a fredrich march/gary cooper throuple.
We all know that Design for Living is THE pre-code movie and she is so iconic in it. Her eyes are everythingggg. Also everyone look at her in a suit in She Loves Me Not please
A Frequent collaborator of Ernst Lubistch, Miriam Hopkins like up the screen in her comic roles, as is especially sexy in her pre-code performance in Design for Living; probably one of the first movies to showcase a coded polyamorous relationship. She toes the line between adorable and sexy, and had the acting chops to back it all up.
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Beautiful actress and hand-working and talented singer, she's especially notable for the number of firsts she accomplished such as the first African-American woman to receive a nomination for the Academy Award for Best Actress and the first African-American woman to appear on the cover of Life magazine.
Dorothy Dandridge was a classic Hollywood triple threat, singing, dancing, and acting with the best of them. She was the first African American nominated for an academy award for Best Actress for her role in Carmen Jones and she was just jaw-droppingly beautiful.
this og of black film needs no introduction (star on the hollywood walk of fame anyone?), voice of an angel, heavenly features, just an overall stunning lady :)
Look at her!!! She is so unbelievably charismatic in Carmen, it’s insane. Her chemistry with Harry Belafonte is off the charts, and every time she puts another outdoor [sic] on it’s like ‘oh god this is a whole new level of stunning’ 🥵. She was so so talented, when she’s on screen I genuinely dare you to tear your eyes away from her. Deserves to be known so much better but due to Hollywood racism and a tough personal life she didn’t make it as big as she should have done. She’s incredible.
First Black actress to be nominated for the Oscar for Best Actress! Was the first choice for the role of Cleopatra that went to Elizabeth Taylor (we were ROBBED).
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Chemical Reactions (P. 5)
Pairing: Cillian Murphy as J Robert Oppenheimer x Student Reader
Warning: Mild Smut, Age-Gap, Infidelity
Words: 2,406
Note: The fic is spoiler free and my own fantasy and imagination. It is not historically and scientifically accurate.
Previous Parts: 1; 2; 3; 4
It was six o’clock on Sunday evening and, just as discussed with your professor a few days ago when he startled you inside the chemistry lab, you were waiting for him to arrive at the Chevalier residence.
Haakon Chevalier and his wife were away for the weekend and you did not expect them to return until tomorrow which is why you believed the timing for your mentoring session to be just perfect. Unlike usual, you made an effort tonight, just in case your professor wanted to stay and explore more than just quantum physics and the collapse of stars and supernovas, which was something that was of particular interest to you when it came to your thesis. You wanted to expand on J Robert Oppenheimer’s very own theory and this was exactly why he became your mentor.
Yet, you wanted him to be more than just that as, at least to you, J Robert Oppenheimer was the most handsome man you had ever seen with his dark hair and his blue eyes, full lips and sharp cheekbones. J Robert Oppenheimer was mature and incredibly intelligent and it was his intellect that turned you on the most. He was smarter than anyone else you had ever met before and you felt as though he understood your intellectual needs and desires just perfectly.
Thus, you stiffened in your chair just by thinking of him and his impending arrival at the Chevalier residence. A mix of dread and desire washed over you and, eventually, you stood up and smoothed down your dress and walked to the bathroom.
You flipped on the light and looked in the mirror before fingering your hair. Your eyes were big and dark, dark lashes curled up with a subtle shimmer painted across your eyelids, matching the simple black dress you were wearing.
It made you look older and more mature and you hoped that Dr Oppenheimer would appreciate it, seeing that you looked elegant but not inappropriately suggestive.
When you were done looking yourself over, you walked downstairs again like a nervous chicken, carrying a few physics books in your hands which you knew you would need in order to discuss your very own theory with him.
You knew that you had to be prepared and prepared you were when, finally, you heard a knock on the door.
“Dr Oppenheimer, please come in” you said after, without wearing any shoes or stockings, you tippy toed towards the door.
“I can see that you have already prepared your paperwork, so we shall get started right away, yes?” Dr Oppenheimer asked, skipping any kind of small talk and cutting straight to the point.
“Yes, perhaps we should, although I was going to offer you a drink first as, no doubt, you had a rather busy and demanding week” you suggested while looking at him and his deep blue eyes which, so seemingly, followed you as you walked across the room barefooted.
“I suppose I could have one drink” Dr Oppenheimer said, falling into your gaze for a short moment, before you forced yourself to look away. You tried hard to take him all in as he took off his hat and suit jacket, but you simply could not. It was way too difficult for you to do so without blushing.
“Wine or gin?” you then asked, although you already knew the answer and had the gin bottle opened before he could respond.
“Gin, please” he confirmed before he dropped his books on to the coffee table as well and sat down on one of the rather soft and comfortable armchairs.
“Alright, gin it is” you said while pouring two glasses and later carrying them over towards where he was sitting before throwing one of the larger pillows onto the rug beneath your feet and kneeling on top of it.
“Should I join you down there?” Dr Oppenheimer then asked with amusement, seeing that you chose to sit on a pillow on the floor rather than on the large sofa behind you.
“If you like. It’s just a silly habit of mine” you pointed out as you opened one of the books that you had placed on top of the large coffee table earlier that night.
“Alright. I suppose the comfort of upholstery is highly overrated” Dr Oppenheimer responded sarcastically before slipping off his shoes, throwing another pillow onto the floor and joining you by sitting down right by your side.
“It sure is, professor” you chuckled before showing him the sheets that you had prepared and, just as you gave him your workbook, your hands touched briefly, resulting yet in another tingle on your skin.
"Well, let's figure out where you are at and what we need to work on” Dr Oppenheimer told you while taking a pen from the stash of pens you had left on the table and reading through your calculations which, in his mind, appeared to be incomplete.
“Miss Y/LN, you seem to have omitted a few steps in your calculations” he then pointed out and, when you looked at your papers again, you realised that he was right. An entire sheet was missing and you did not know where you had put it.
“I am so sorry. I did write it all out but I must have left some of my notes at the lab last night when I was working with the reactor” you admitted with great embarrassment, causing Dr Oppenheimer to furrow his eyebrows and make a somewhat terrible suggestion.
“Can you replicate your calculations?” he asked and, by this point, panic had sat in.
“From memory?” you asked and when Dr Oppenheimer nodded, you nodded as well, telling him that you would try.
Unfortunatly for you though, as soon as you put pen to paper, you were lost. You were so completely lost that, by that time, you had forgotten that Dr Oppenheimer was even sitting there watching you and then you jumped when he touched the small of your back and told you to stop what you were doing.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you..." he said while pointing at the problem you were facing and, just as he did, you locked eyes and you could not look away. It was as though he was peering into your soul, searching out your deepest secrets and desires. His pupils expanded as his iris contracted. The colours shifted through a spectrum of greys and blues and you were absolutely lost in his eyes.
“I can show you my calculations upstairs, in my bedroom. I did them before starting the experiment. The experiment confirmed some of my theory and the calculations I did earlier this week, except for formula three. Formula three changed and I can replicate this change. Come. I will show you” you then said suddenly and a little too abruptly after snapping out of your trance and your words startled Dr Oppenheimer as well.
"You want me to come upstairs, to your bedroom?” he asked somewhat surprised while furrowing his eyebrows again and you nodded.
“Yes. Come on” you said while noticing that his eyes were wandering to your breasts as you stood up and, just as they did, his chest flexed, either involuntarily or on purpose.
“Mhhm” Dr Oppenheimer then simply said, clearing his throat before standing up and following you upstairs, to your bedroom.
***
Seconds later, you reached your bedroom and when Dr Oppenheimer saw the large chalk board across from your bed, he was rather surprised.
In fact, he was surprised by the entirety of your bedroom which consisted of a small bed, three overfilled bookshelves, a small closet, and an oversized chalkboard, containing calculations on dark matter.
“This is one hell of a chalkboard” Dr Oppenheimer thus teased and you could not help but break out in laughter, seeing how awkward this was, standing in your bedroom with your professor.
“I only just realised how inappropriate it was for me to ask you to come to my bedroom. I am so sorry” you acknowledged while he stood there, totally engulfed by his own thoughts of stars exploding.
“Uh huh” he simply murmured while taking in what you are suggesting just as you amended formula three, replicating what you saw during your experiments in the lab.
“What you are suggesting is not the collapse of a star. It is the explosion of a star. There would have to be an ejection of most of its mass which is something that has to be visible” Dr Oppenheimer then said with his velvet smooth voice as he looked you right in the eyes.
“Yes, it would be visible, from space, but not necessarily from here. It depends entirely on the location of the star” you responded with some nervousness in your voice which is when Robert shifted closer towards you and you could feel the heat from his body beside you.
It was purely intoxicating and, if you were to lean in right now, you would have been able to kiss him. But, you only let that thought simmer for a moment before pushing it away, afraid to make the move which you wanted him to make so desperately.
“This hypothesis would change how we think about nuclear transformation” Robert eventually said and your cheeks became flushed as you tried to deflect on his statement, but your brain did not think so you blurted out a slightly whispered "maybe"..
“Maybe?” Robert chuckled. His smile grew big and his eyes began to search you, causing you to gulp.
“You should be more confident with your answer Miss Y/LN” Robert then said before leaning in slightly and bringing his hands up to gently touch your face.
“You are smart and intelligent. Your calculations seem to be correct and logical and your conclusions are impressive. Now you just have to prove your theory” Robert told you with a sense of affection and awe in his voice, to which you simply nodded again, unable to form words under the attraction that you were feeling towards this god-like man right now.
“You impressed me Y/N” Robert then pointed out, for the first time using your first name, as he moved one of his fingers to your lips, tracing an outline of them.
You gasped in response to his gentle touch while your body was vibrating for him. Your heart felt like it was beating out of your chest and you could hear the whooshing of blood as your body radiated from his touch.
“May I kiss you?” he then asked somewhat reluctantly himself as he leaned his face towards yours until his lips were almost touching your lips.
“Yes, please do” you gasped as you stopped breathing before, suddenly, you felt the anticipation of a teenage girl waiting for her crush to kiss her at a school dance.
Following your approval, Robert closed the gap between you, touching his lips to yours. He was slow at first, but then you become enveloped with passion and your hands reached for his hair and your tongue pushed through the barrier of his lips and reached its destination.
Your tongues became encompassed with a passionate dance and you moaned against his lips while slowly, but surely, losing control. Robert’s hands began to move from your face down to your arms, moving lower and lower until they were resting on your thighs as you were still locked in this passionate dance of mouths, only ever pausing to breathe.
Robert was a sensational kisser and just as he circled his tongue around yours his hands started moving up your thighs again slightly. Your body responded by begging them to move faster and then, all so suddenly, an unfamiliar heat began to form in your lower regions.
With that, you started to move a little and your hands became bolder and bolder as you continued to envelop each other mouths. You ran yours hands down Robert’s chest, teasing the fabric of his shirt before, finally, your hands moved lower as your fingers caught the edge of where his shirt met his belt.
You then started undoing one button after another, moving upwards one by one, praying that he would not resist and, sure enough, resistance was the last thing on Robert’s mind right now.
Eventually, while still kissing each other, you completed your task and his heat poured out as soon as the white fabric dropped to the floor, revealing his slim but incredible physique. You then began to touch him, running your hands down his chest and through the small patch of hair on his chest before feeling the taut muscle under your fingers.
As you were touching Robert gently, he moaned against your lips while, all at the same time, his fingers moved up until they were resting at the back of your dress, which is where Robert found the very top of your zipper.
As he slowly unzipped your dress, you began to moan louder, almost begging for him to touch you which is when slipped his fingers beneath the fabric and you gently pushed your garment down until your dress was caught by the outline of your hips.
This when you opened your eyes, breaking your kiss momentarily.
“I should let you know that I have not done this before” you stammered huskily against his lips as his hands caressed the skin now exposed on your back.
“What do you mean?” Robert asked as he held you close, never letting go of his embrace.
“I have not slept with anyone yet. Not with a man anyway. It just never eventuated” you admitted, causing Robert to clear his throat and withdraw.
“Then perhaps we should stop this right here. I am not the man for you” he pointed out and you reached for his hands, holding them in yours before bringing them back to your half-naked body.
“Why?” you asked huskily, wanting to continue you where you had left of.
“Because I will not be able to give you what you want” Robert determined but you shook your head and sighed.
“I haven’t told you what I want, so do you just presume to know?” you asked while rolling your eyes.
“I am married and I am not going to leave my wife” Robert said before withdrawing again and, for a brief moment, you stepped away from him and leaned back against the chalkboard with yet another sigh escaping your lips.
To be continued…
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@duckybird101
@snixx2088
@kylianswag
@alessioayla
@pono-pura-vida
@iraisbored69
@howling-wolf97
@aesthetic0cherryblossom
@weirdo-rules
@lovemissyhoneybee
@dazaiscum
@esposadomd
@etherealkistar
@ur--mommy
@throughgoeshamilton
@celverzonkwombatsludge
@cyphah
@atomicsouldcollecto
@heidimoreton
@nela-cutie
@futurecorps3
@delishen
@nosebleeds-247
@thirteenis-myluckynumber
@gills-lounge
@hjmalmed
@lost-fantasy
@tiredkitten
@sidechrisporn
@smallsoulunknown
@charqing-qing
@hopefulinlove
@aporiasposts
@shycrybaby
@me-and-your-husband
@hjmalmed
@lacontroller1991
@galxydefender
@aporiasposts
@multifans-things
@galxydefender
@hunnibearrr
@saint-ackerman
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@lunyyx
@gentlemonsterjennie1
@littlewolfiieposts
@ihavealotoffandomssorry
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