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mrssylvatica · 18 days

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"The Other Fairy Tale" - Different Fairy Tales (AU?)

~560 words || The members of Crown, represented by different fairy tales than the originals used in the game.

This fanfiction is rated for all audiences, but keep in mind that the game, Ikemen Villains, is intended for a more mature audience.

◇ CW: None...? Nothing too serious. Let me know if I should add any warnings. ◇ Let me know if you'd ever like to be tagged in my posts!

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William: Rapunzel (original version)

sorry for the jumpscare

You’ve always been a dreamer. You’ve always wanted to see the world, but the walls built around you prevented you. Ah, mother (Victor) warned you not to fall in love with anyone (prologue), but look at you now. You could never see the world, no matter how much you wanted to. It took a prince to whisk you off your feet and guide you to free will. Even if William was blinded by thorns, he’d still be able to find you in the dark.

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Harrison: Cinderella

Black hearts may mistreat you, Only a miracle could save you, But he’s able to see through the lies, as well as your disguise, because his love is one that is true.

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Liam: The Little Mermaid (original version)

It was an impossible relationship. You are of land, while he is of sea. You’re worth more to him than you’ll ever know. He loves you so much, oh, he’d die for you. He saved you so many times. Liam sacrificed everything just for a chance, a small chance to love you. Learn from the Prince’s mistake. You better love him back and not leave him for another.

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Elbert: The Little Mermaid

All the beautiful things he heard about on the surface brought him jealousy. For years, he would collect every little scrap that fell to him from the sky. When Elbert looked up at you from the sea’s surface, he fell for you in an instant. The siren, entranced by you, the most beautiful of them all. But perhaps he would do something different. Instead of dragging you to the surface, he would drag you beneath the depths. A place where he could love you forever. And now you belong to him.

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Alfons: Red Riding Hood

The wolf will lead you astray with the beautiful flowers on the way. He’ll devour you whole, And take hold of your soul. You’ll never see another day.

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Roger: Pinocchio

Roger will always fix you up when you’re chased, injured, and on the verge of death. It doesn't matter if you're flesh or wood. He’ll hold you close and shield you from the world. In a world surrounded by death, in which life is increasingly bizarre, you’re real to him. You may be a fool, but you’re the only thing keeping him sane.

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Jude: Aladdin (Disney's version)

He’s a rich, feisty prince. You’re a robber on the streets, on the run. Strange how you two fell in love. Quit trying to impress him, he isn’t interested. Oh- oh dear. Jude crosses his arms and sighs. You should have just been yourself in the first place.

Well then, what are your three wishes?

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Ellis: ??? ("Happy Ending")

The world is full of unhappiness. Ellis would rather kill you to preserve your happiness than to have the possibility of it being tainted. He’ll stop time when you’re at your happiest, letting you stay in that happiness - forever. That’s his happy ending.

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Victor: The Little Match Girl

Victor already knew your fate, but he must let life take its course. He’s tortured by the visions of the deaths of those he loves. Ah, but despite their sins, he loves them all so much. Death watches over the girl, letting the flames remind her of love and kindness. May you die with a smile on your face, and let the loving Death carry you to Heaven.

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Author's Notes

I remember seeing something similar for Ikemen Prince, and I decided it must be done for Villains.

I had to choose a fairytale that's different from the one they originated from. No similar characters either, which means Roger wasn't allowed to be the Huntsman from Red Riding Hood.

Harrison and Alfons' seemed too short... so I just made them into limericks...

Just something I was tempted to include in Roger's. But this fox and cat are rather antagonistic, so I decided against it.

The line from Ellis' is a reference to petite-otome's translation of his trailer~

My favorite is definitely Elbert's. It has such fanfiction potential. Maybe later. But my least favorite is probably Ellis'... I couldn't think up anything better than "happy ending".

Elbert mermay art might come out on my main anytime. @rou-luxe Elbert merman and lighthouse keeper Alfons... my Elbert merman AU... it never stops...

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natimiles · 8 days

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@mrssylvatica did the Ikevil Music Box sheet music (find it here) and I tried to learn it! Thanks for sharing the sheet music!

(sorry I tagged you; I wanted to post it as a reblog, but tumblr didn't let me add a video on my reblog :') so here we are)

Please, ignore my dog trying to sing along, AUIHSEASUIEHSAIUEA

#ikemen villains #nati simps #kind of? asiuheasuiehas #ikevil #ikevil songs #ikevil rambles

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rou-luxe · 2 months

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heavily belated introduction post

resident alfons kisser with a terrible sleep schedule dms are open for pretty much anything. but don't be a creep

go follow @silkkorchid she's very cool <3 @mrssylvatica <- fanfic and sheet music

careful I'm very socially awkward and I will fight for the facts...

what kind of content?

- multifandom: mainly twst, ikevil - fantheories / analyses, memes, shitposts... - ocs someday...

who am I?

rou? (they/them preferred) - 🐬 chronically online jade leech kisser - 🪞 alfons enjoyer... - procrastinating artist - intp-t // 4w5 (459) // sp/sx // melancholic (does this mean I'm an idia kinnie)

tags I use? personal (in general they will have "rou" prefix so it's just my posts if you search them...): #rouanswers - answering an ask #roubrainrot - (I brainrot immensely) #routheories - theories* #rouletmecook - (rouart was taken 💀) #roufood - either I cook or talk about food. mostly talking about food

#roudead - piano #roustorytime - irl experiences (varied) usually extremely off topic * these posts tend to be REALLY long but it would be appreciated if my efforts could be recognized 😭

tags - oc brainrot

misc oc tag will be: #rouocs

twst ocs: 📫 #yuu-kanaeru - yuusona 🪞⚜ (#host : 🪞⚜) - sirius #gilles-barbe-de-cloches - gilles (we don't talk about him. you'll never know who gilles really is. have fun finding what anon he is)

ikevil ocs maybe?: - Elsie Juniper (WIP) #rou elsie juniper TBA original - The Artificial Darlinghouse: - general: #rou the artificial darlinghouse - oc masterlist TBA original - Roulette Luxe (help I need a better name): ❄️ #rou henrietta peregrine - Henrietta Peregrine 🌈 #rou clyde chandler - Clyde Chandler 🍷 #rou dorius verlaine - Dorius Verlaine 🐦‍⬛ #rou branwen levine - Branwen Levine

TOYHOUSE

current blogs (last updated May 7th, 2024):

- @rou-luxe (main; shitpost; you are here)

- @mrssylvatica (fanfic, sheet music)

- @nrchostclub-official (🪞⚜ host) - @nrc-delivery (inactive yuusona? 📫)

brainrotting fandom list + favorites

- Twisted Wonderland EN ID: TBA - Deuce, Jade, Azul, Rook, Cater, Vil, Jamil

- Ikeseries (Vil > Pri > Vamp). Ikevil EN ID: P4C2AQXNF

- Alfons, Elbert, Liam, Roger, Clavis, Silvio, Shakespeare - paths completed (in order): Clavis (romantic), Shakespeare (romantic), Silvio (romantic), William Rex (romantic) - in progress paths: Harrison Gray, Gilbert (against my will)

this post was last updated May 19th, 2024

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mrssylvatica · 25 days

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“Evanesced Sylvatica”

1250 | SFW angst, dead alfons x pregnant reader. largely unfinished

This fanfiction is rated Teen, but keep in mind that the game, Ikemen Villains, is intended for a more mature audience.

◇ CW: Heavy themes of grief, implied sex (not explicit), graphic descriptions of injuries, the reader is biologically female but no pronouns are used, awkward writing and dialogue, half finished, not proofread I cringed too hard. This was written at 5 am.

“Promise me you won't cry.”

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(I haven't read his path, so this is bound to be inaccurate. And OOC.)

You knew about the curse that haunted him, yet your soft hands grasped his, gently bringing the harsh black leather to your lips. How you sweetly, so innocently vowed that you’d never forget him for as long as you lived.

You sweet fool.

Even after your pregnancy, Alfons still lived at Crown's castle. He couldn’t just leave Elbert, and his abilities were too powerful to throw away. It wasn’t like Alfons had any problem staying with Crown.

Honestly, it’s more surprising that you didn’t get pregnant sooner. You already knew Alfons was naturally an intense partner, and each time… Alfons tended to leave permanent mementos on your skin. He held you so tight as if he was scared you would run away from him otherwise. Each time your lips met, it was as if he was trying to embed himself into you permanently. So you two would become one in body and soul, so you two would never part.

You two would lay side by side in each other's arms, or sometimes you rested your head on his chest, and Alfons would plant a small kiss atop your head, sweetly whispering to you until you slept. His comforting warmth enveloped you in the darkness. Sometimes you two would talk in the dead of night:

“Will you remember me, even after I die? Perhaps you should forget, so you won’t need to face the sorrow in my absence.”

“Don’t talk like that...” Tears filled your eyes and your hands curled up into fists on top of his chest. In response, Alfons chuckled and caressed your head.

“Shh. Perhaps happy memories should be forgotten, or it’ll hurt more.”

“But I’d be so lonely without you.”

“I’ll always be here.” He tapped on his chest. “My scar is on your heart. But even though it’ll cause you pain, I still want you to remember me. To remember all the love we’ve had. ...What a fool I am.”

Ah, God clearly never intended for this gift of a man to be loved.

You would continue watching plays together, every week. Sometimes he would stop at the stalls and buy a bouquet or two. You thought the cruel fate— or maybe Alfons himself— was mocking you with all the forget-me-nots. Alfons would pridefully guide you through town, strolling at a leisurely pace.

“You see? All these people. They all know I love you.”

“But our love is forever in vain.”

“I know. But isn’t it the moment of pleasure, those fleeting moments of happiness that matter most?”

You two would sit side by side, with your fingers interlocked and your head resting on his shoulder. Sometimes you would fall asleep, and Alfons couldn’t bring himself to wake you up. Your sleeping face was much more amusing to watch than the performance before you.

Alfons would caress your stomach, cooing to your child softly. He’d scold the child for causing you pain with its little kicks. “That’s not very proper of you to rival against someone who cares for you so much, is it? Show some manners, won’t you? Be like your father.” This would always get a chuckle out of you, knowing how ill-mannered Alfons could be himself.

You knew Alfons would never go down without a fight against all odds. But now he lay in a dark lake of his own blood, his abdomen split open and his trusty sword lying dull at his side. Guts spilled from his fatal wound, and you could see the dark red intestines streaming out of the wound, limping at his side. Scarlet tainted his ghostly pale skin. You smelled nothing but the cruel iron liquid, tears clouding your vision as you refused to leave.

The world seemed to have stilled, your breathing shallow and your heart pounding in your chest. How you wish you could offer your own body, giving up your life so he could stay alive. His oppressors had left, and only you remained by his side. Alfons was in an indescribable amount of pain, yet he forced a smile, just for you. “Shh... shh...”

You kneeled over his body, trembling. Even if you called for help, it would be in vain. It was hopeless for him now. With a trembling hand, he weakly cupped your cheek, too weak and defeated to speak. You held the hand to your cheek, feeling his strength fade. He forced out these words from his lips:

“Promise me you won't cry.”

You were left clutching at the air, crying without knowing why. All you knew is that your heart ached, with your throat choking itself, all without reason.

You now went to plays alone and came home alone. But none of it interested you. You thought it would give some sort of clue if you kept going, but nothing. Nothing. It was as if you where chasing a ghost. Or perhaps a bird that had flown away. Or perhaps a fleeting moment.

One day, in desperation, you called out someone’s name. “Lord Elbert?” You had been scared to approach Elbert since your pregnancy because the young lord was jealous of “his” attention. Elbert turned around with elegant, gentle marble features set in a stone-like expression. Fingertips coated with red curled around a fallen sparrow, its skull smashed in. You felt nauseous at the sight.

“Have you felt anything... missing as of late?” At these words, Elbert’s expression became twisted and tormented. You could have sworn you saw fear in those eyes. Elbert turned and left with heavy yet silent footsteps, without a single word.

You now lie in bed, holding your newborn child to your chest. Many quiet, sleepless nights were spent like this, staring up into the empty ceiling. Something crucial was missing, but you didn't know what. Sometimes your chest would heave, and you would let the searing tears guide you to the medicine called sleep.

His memory haunted you around every corner. You would come home from the market in good spirits, only to be met with cold silence. Opening a door excitedly and finding the room empty. The scent of “him” still lingering, but the person in question remained absent. You would stare at the open air, waiting for something to appear. As if “he” would jump out from under the table and assure you it was all just an elaborate joke.

“He” tried so desperately to engrave himself into your body and soul, but he had left your memory in the blink of an eye. How comforting it was to live in an illusion, to let hope blind you from the truth. Your heart felt so empty that any sort of sensation, any sort of comfort or relief would do. You just wanted to feel something again. But you felt something to begin with? And what did you even feel? You didn't need any of these feelings. You had no idea where any of them came from or why they were there.

This poisonous pain wouldn’t stop seeping into your very being. You wanted this pain to go away. You didn’t need it, you didn’t want it.

As your child grew, they bore more and more resemblance to someone you used to know. You held their face in your hands, staring into their twinkling eyes. Their luscious raven hair. But who? You didn't know. You wouldn't even be able to know. It was as if someone had pulled a dark blindfold over one person.

“What kind of person was he?” You had no answer.

Author's Notes

I've had this idea in my head for quite a while, but I was unable to do it justice... Again, I probably shouldn't have wrote it at 5 am.

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