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minsharkie · 2 days
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Chevalier Michel Papercraft
Hi everyone! Sorry for being absent for so long, I ended up being a bit busy irl! However, I did finish this little guy, have fun crafting! 🩷
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chevlvrs · 1 month
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Not Chevalier being a bitter jealous ex??
Yes I'm still continuing my chevbert agenda
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lorei-writes · 2 months
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Happy Valentine's Day <3
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candied-boys · 4 months
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chirp-a-chirp · 2 months
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Explain otome romance tropes in 4 screenshots or less (Ikemen Prince version)
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ezxthan · 10 months
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Ikemen Prince characters responding to "im breaking up with you" text ❤️‍🩹
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ichgakr01270910 · 3 months
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in their routes, I noticed that MC called other princes as handsome
yet MC often called Chev as beautiful
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and that's so endearing
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ugh i luv 'em
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thewitchofbooks · 2 months
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🌹About the Rose Knight (Michel family) of Rhodolite🌹
A few facts about Chevalier's ancestors and the "Rose Knight". From Clavis' story in the "Rhodolite Horror Night" event.
Trigger warnings: War, death, sickness
I'll be putting it under the cut, in case of spoilers:
Clavis and his Mc are about to do a test of courage and they are also about to lift the curse. They find the 150-years-old portrait of a woman, Vivian Michel.
The Michel family took part in the making of Rhodolite, with the production of very strong knights. The portrait might have been 150 years old, but Clavis, just like that, confirmed that the family existed there for a very long time.
And like that, we get to learn about the "Rose Knight". A knight who led every battle in the front lines, as he was the strongest, crowning Rhodolite victorious. Clavis said there was an "anecdote", saying that he once entered the enemy's territory and destroyed it by himself. This information made his Mc think that it did sound like something Chevalier could do too.
Vivian Michel, rumored to be his wife, was wearing on the top of her dress, an insignia of the tiger. The tiger was different from Chevalier's, but it was the same animal (which makes sense on why Chevalier has one too, it wasn't something he just made up). The insignia naturally belonged to the Rose Knight. And in the book Clavis was reading for information, the Knight's wife was rumored to be very sickly.
Sadly, tragedy did strike the Rose Knight. A man who always took a long time to say goodbye and part ways with his wife before every war, was called for a sudden enemy attack. And when he returned to Rhodolite, the news of her passing away left him very saddened. Her funeral was also done a long time ago, before his return. He lost all motivation to fight and left Rhodolite, without anyone knowing where he went.
These are all known from a book Clavis found in the library. He told his fiancée that if she asked Chevalier, he wouldn't know. She thought that he probably wouldn't answer, even if he did.
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omkookie · 10 months
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"It will just take some time now"
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⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Smut... Noncon, Yandere, impregnation.
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He forces your face into the pillow, his rough hand gripping your wrists behind your back tightly while his other hand is hiking your short dress over your bruised hips. He doesn’t say anything as you whimper in pain at his rough movements, probably choosing to ignore you as usual.
"Chevalier…" The white sheets rustle beneath you as you try calling his name to let him know that he's being too rough, And he clicks his tongue in annoyance but loosens his grip on you, and soon lets your wrists go. He grips the sides of your waist, his fingers somewhat digging into your flesh as he flips you onto your back, then nudges your legs apart and positions himself between your thighs.
Only because of your obedience, he’ll treat you kindly.
You’ve been behaving exceptionally well this month, throwing just a few protests here and there. But, besides that you've been very compliant for the rest. Clearly, you were trying to get on his good side. He smiles arrogantly in satisfaction because of your submission. Fnally, you we're starting to give in to him.
You look up at him and stare into his eyes, before you hurriedly look elsewhere... still refusing to meet his gaze for longer than a short moment.
“Look at me.” He orders you, and you very reluctantly do as he says. If you don’t do as Chevalier says, who knows what will happen to you... right? Obedience was your only option here… Either Obedience or torture. He wouldn't hesitate to beat you to get his point through and teach you a lesson. He wouldn't even bat an eye as he does so. You’ve learned from the countless number of times that he’s abused you with a stone cold expression on his face that he's heartless. And according to him, he’s “training” you for your own good.
He’s simply teaching you how to be a better wife and do your duties.
You’re his favorite wife after all, None of his other wives received his affection like you did. They were mere objects to unite Rhodolite with its neighbours, meanwhile you… He loved you.
A sick twisted feeling like that had rooted itself into his heart because of you.
When he saw you, a simple commoner girl he was perplexed… how could you be so beautiful and so…nice. Despite your naivety and foolishness, he fell for you when he first saw you. Love at first sight, and his feelings for you only grew as you catered to his needs in the bookstore. Putting in your utmost effort to please him as he ordered you around and made you gather all kinds of books for him. His interest in you grew as you sold him books, your polite attitude towards him somewhat making his icy cold heart flutter…
How unfortunate for you though... You became his mistress, a simple commoner wife who he only married to claim as his own so that no other man could.
“Let me move the pillow.” You tell him as you sit up on the bed, and readjust your pillows so you could comfortably lay on them. If you were going to do something you didn't like... you should at least try to make the best out of it.
He stares you down, looking your bruised body specifically as he reaches for your hand to entwine your fingers with his. Feeling the warmth from your palm seep into his skin as he holds your fragile hand, he lets out a relaxed breath.
You were truly like glass… delicate and easy to break.
He almost feels guilty for everything that he’s put you through, but quickly remembers ‘It was for her own good.’
He reaches down to cup your bare pussy, He’s been impatiently waiting for tonight. The first night where you aren’t trying to stop or push him away from you. A proud smirk etches onto his face as he relishes in the fact that he finally conquered you, and broke your spirit enough for you to give in to him. He almost laughs in satisfaction as he leans down to kiss your thigh. His hand nudging it to the side when you try to close your legs by reflex, and he hears your breath hitch in your throat as he caresses your soft skin.
You were finally turning into the wife that he wanted, so you deserve a reward.
He licks a long stripe up your flushed pussy, and an uncomfortable shiver runs down your spine.
Disgust crept up in the pit of your abdomen, and you tried your best to ignore the repulsive feeling.
Here you were, subjected to having him between your legs when you desperately wanted to shove him away, and hope he hits his head on something and dies. Truly, there is nothing more vile and disgusting than how he violated your dignity, Both your body and soul. He was horrible, Even if he was making you wet and going to draw a forced orgasm out of you tonight.
He shoves his fingers into your entrance, rubbing and teasing you as much as he can before he stops his ministrations on your glistening entrance and looks up at you, his eyes narrowed in a glare as if he could read your thoughts. You hear him sigh as he gets up to unbuckle his belt and pull his hardened dick out. He strokes himself before you, and rubs the head of his shaft against your wet entrance, gathering your slick juices to coat himself with before he pushes into you at once, Burying himself to the hilt.
You feel stuffed as he leans over your body and pushes your leg against your chest.
“Fuck…”You hear him curse under his breath as he pulls his hips away from yours, making your walls squeeze around him as if trying to pull him back in. “It’s so warm…” He comments before whilst slamming his hips into you, and as he cahes you underneath him you can smell the familiar scent of his library filled with books, paper and vanilla scented candles. He fucks you at a hard pace, his shaft fitting snuggly inisde of you and rubbing against all of the right spots… much to your dismay.
Even if he was raping you, it recently started to feel good and it even brought you pleasure.
You feel the knot in your abdomen starting to come undone with every drag of his shaft along your walls, and it drives you crazy, you let go of his hand to wrap your arms around his neck, wanting to pull him even closer and deeper into you so that he could fuck you faster, and finally get you to finish.
It was shameful, really… Just how messed up were you for wanting your abuser to fuck you harder and get you off? You squeeze Chevalier, Your grip on him tightening as you whimper under him and cry his name in moan. He sped up and thrusted into you at a brutal pace, until you finally came undone beneath him and squirted your juices all over his shaft. His name continues spilling from your lips in a raspy moan as he fucks into you even after your release. Your fingers grip the bedsheets tightly, trying to ground you from the overstimulation which feels like too much.
“Heh… You’re finally starting to become wise, simpleton.” He pants as he says that. Somehow, he still had energy to speak despite how tired he must be. He doesn't pull out, and simply lays on top of you for a while.
He thrusts into you, his nails leaving little red marks in your leg's plush skin as he plans to fill you up with his seed. He wants you to give him an heir before he left you all alone, locked up within the safe confines of his room where he could keep you away from danger until he eliminated all threats to you. He grunts your name, a quiet moan slipping past his lips as he feels your walls clench around him, and make him finally spill his load inside you.
"It will just take some time now"
You feel truly hopeless as you know you'll be his prisoner for life, and his hand wrapping around your neck feels like shackles being attached to you.
A child would chain you to him for life.
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acreattaviacco · 7 months
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Rhodolite Princes With: Rio, Sariel, Emma
My compilation of artworks that are the Rhodolite Princes with the castle staff?(Rio, Sariel, Emma)
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A few notes:(Just my ramblings)
-I drew all the Rhodolite Princes and Sariel! I am a happy bunny now!...and time to finish other artworks oh well -The more I draw Chevalier the more I find out he's fun to draw next to Rio, Yves and Silvio hahahaha...help me I'm memorized by his hair -The combination of Luke, Rio, and Licht while a bit melancholic it's a wholesome trio that is similar to the Keith, Licht and Yves Trio -I was gonna put all the names of the princes but that would be redundant but the tags ouch...and hope you like it
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queen-dahlia · 6 months
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Chev's birthday CG
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chevlvrs · 14 days
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I can't get over these cards, THEY'RE SO FINE??? My fav ikepri duo
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lorei-writes · 3 months
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HC: Awfully Similar
Chevalier, Clavis, Leon, Jin, Silvio ~1k words Premise: Little (awful) ways in which his child is (awfully) similar to him.
Chevalier
His daughter does not reply to questions when the answer is positive. Additionally, ever since she has learnt to speak in full sentences, she took a liking to the words "indeed" and "drivel".
"Say 'aaah'."
"Drivel, papa."
"Your throat is sore. You have to drink your syrup."
"Indeed. Still, drivel, papa."
His son is dreadfully difficult in the mornings. It's so bad that only Chevalier is (generally) able to wake him up. (That being said, waking Chevalier up is still a herculean task, the difficulty level of which has only been increasing with each child. Uncle Clavis is devastated whenever he has to look after his nephews and nieces... or makes the mistake of scheduling anything before noon.)
None of them like breakfasts -- the only way to get them to eat it is having either of their parents to prepare it. No matter how hard Chevalier tries, they declare to like their mother's cooking better... possibly to mess with him a little bit. (Chevalier? Jealous? Over such trivial matter? What drivel.)
His youngest son has inherited his intimidating aura. Overall, he looks just like Chevalier when he was little. However, much like Clavis, he's also a ball of chaotic laughter. The juxtaposition gives his uncles whiplash every single time.
Clavis
His son is awfully dramatic.
"Father! Guard! I am being taken from this world, the dawn lights shall welcome me no more!" <- he has fallen and scratched his knee while on a walk with Cyran
"Mother loves me not, papa."
"Oh? Why should you say that?"
"Why? Isn't it obvious? She's cooked me brussels sprouts."
His son is also vert studious when it comes to learning. His primary interests lie in physics and... literature, which explains some of his peculiar claims. (Luckily, Clavis knows how to manage a library.)
Clavis' younger son enjoys pranks and experiments, or better yet, doing both at once. Especially if the target is to be his sister (the youngest sibling). He's also taken to picking locks -- preparing ones he cannot open is something of an evolutionary race between him and his father. Ah, those alluring cabinets with chemical reagents! (Clavis has taught him how to pick locks. He caused this.)
That being said, the little lady of the bunch has a frightful foresight (much like her uncle). The pranks never succeed. (Were she not a near-perfect copy of Clavis appearance-wise, they'd likely wonder whether she was truly his daughter.)
Leon
All of his children. All of them. Sneak. Out. And to make matters worse? They split up, so if Leon wants them back at the palace, he needs to independently track down at least three people (the youngest ones usually do not leave their older siblings). Sometimes they also bring friends along! (Clavis' children are the friends.)
Another growing issue-non-issues is that they have made friends in town and now sneak them into the palace. Which, admittedly, is not something Leon is particularly bothered by (assuming he is distracted from the very real possibility of his children being kidnapped, as now everybody knows they are royalty -- nickname change from "Black" to "White" may occur in the next few years). However, the same cannot be said about the visiting nobles.
No matter how much food there was to begin with, none is ever left on the table. His son's have... healthy... appetites.
Both of his daughters are avid readers. However, they tend to get tired easily when reading... so they alternate. They usually pick a book together and read it aloud. (2 pages - change of the reader - 2 pages - change - ... )
Jin
Jin has two children, a daughter and a son. His daughter is an effortless charmer -- pretty like a doll, with infectious laughter and jokes that somehow caught on even when all she could say was "gugu gaga". (...At least Jin laughed?) Meanwhile, his son gets into situations. Shirtless.
That being said, it isn't necessarily wrong for his son to get involved. After all, he always does it to protect one of his cousins or his sister (...or to cover for them, but well, solidarity is appreciated). But why shirtless?
They both fight over lollipops. All. The. Time. And when they don't fight over them, they cry due to having none. They are not going to have unlimited teeth in their life! Good dental habits need to be established early on! (Jin also cries in lollipop rehab. Solidarity!)
Jin may have only two children, but their little family also includes four dogs. His children have an interesting affinity towards finding animals in need of help, both wild and domesticated. (You could say that Jin got roped into running the first -- unofficial -- animal shelter & rescue in the entirety of Rhodolite. He's managed to rehome the majority of the animals brought in... save for those four dogs. He just couldn't say "no" after his children nursed them back to health. He was and still is proud of them for doing that.)
Silvio
His daughter (3 years old) tries to open everything with a kick first. And by everything I mean everything -- a book? Kick! Doll house? Kick! Cabinet door? Kick! Balcony door? First she walks into it and then she kicks.
Silvio's at a loss there. He can't exactly have her wear steal cap boots. (Or... can he?)
To make matters worse, Silvio has made the mistake of taking his older daughter to the docks. She was interested in ships and his work! He wanted to show her! He really had good intentions!
And now she curses like a six years old sailor. Which is to say, poorly and fairly inaccurately, but in large quantities. And she sure is teaching this to her younger sister.
Their favourite game to play is called "Jingle-Jangle", which is a cute term for breaking into their father's closet and turning themselves into an ornate human orchestra. They put on all of Silvio's jewellery and then run through the palace, every so often losing a ring or a necklace, or perhaps both. It creates a convenient trail for Carlo (or Silvo, or Emma -- whoever is first at the scene) to follow... Provided that nobody takes it first. ("Ha?! Papa is so rich he could buy you anything!" were Silvio's famous last words.)
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arthurs-puppygirl · 25 days
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Chevalier is out here getting cucked, whoopsy 🫠
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dear-sciaphilia · 6 months
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Ikemen prince act 3 minor spoilers
I know it's not anything all that special but I love Emma's new autfit
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ichgakr01270910 · 3 months
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when I met Chev in his route for the second time in the palace, I never thought that he could say thing like this (even though he just said it in his mind) ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ
he's sosososooooo romantic
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