Hello! Like your blog so much! Could you write a scenario in which Ethan confessed love to Eloise, please? Sorry for my English, I'm still learning
There was a very similar ask before this, so I answered that one instead: https://imagine-moonlovers.tumblr.com/post/637229224219033600/hiii-could-you-do-a-scenario-of-the-first-time
Hiii~ Could you do a scenario of the first time Ethan says I love you to Eloise?
Alternatively titled: The Taming of The Brat.
There were many things Eloise has come to expect from Ethan. Relationship with him was an uphill battle on all fronts, after all—his inner demons and his personality both being big and constant roadblocks between him and a genuine, deep trust.
So Eloise learned to expect many things. Reading between the lines, finding triggers where she didn’t expect them, doubling as a psychologist even sometimes because Ethan needed actual help more so than some nice words, and catching slivers of warmth in his eyes when he let his guard down and let himself be happy. These were becoming more common, too.
But walking in the room to find Ethan nervously fidgeting with what seems like a gift-wrapped parcel next to him?
That’s new.
“Um,” is all she can really say as Ethan startles to his feet, looking like he’s reconsidering everything on the spot.
“Um,” he says back, looking to the side.
“So, what’s the occasion?” Eloise asks before he can bolt.
“Nothing in particular,” Ethan shrugs. “Just figured… I’d get you something. For the trouble.”
He shoves the parcel in her hands. It’s not very big, and it doesn’t weigh much either. She’ll open it later.
“It’s no trouble, really.”
“What, dealing with me? Don’t shit around, I know I’m not easy to get along with. Even Beliath bows out when it gets bad,” he says, almost angry. “I just. Um.”
“Ethan,” Eloise sighs, placing her hand on his shoulder. “It’s really no problem.”
“Your pity can only go so far.”
Eloise balks.
“Pity? What pity? Ethan, I—I’m not sticking with you because of pity.”
“Why then?”
“Because I like being around you? Because I want to help you however I can? Because you’re worth it?”
“You’re an idiot. A selfless idiot.”
Eloise shrugs. He’s not wrong.
“I love you.”
She tills.
“…what.”
“I’m a selfish bastard and I fucking love you, what do you want from me?”
Eloise just stares at him for a while, and then starts laughing.
hii! can you do a short scenario where Beliath and Eloise do a self care day? like relaxing together with face masks on or something!thank you:)
Fun fact: this entry marks the 105th imagine I did. Why is it important? Well it isn’t really, except the fact that I do them in batches of 35 in each section and this marks the end of 3rd section and the beginning of 4th.
Scenario can be read both romantically and platonically.
“Are you… sure that this is necessary?” Eloise asks dubiously, but nevertheless stays still as Beliath applies cold cucumber-based gel mask onto her face. It’s cold and slimy, and it stings on her freshly-scrubbed face a bit, but a wave of cold relief comes very soon as the concoction does its magic at relaxing and cleaning her skin.
Eloise herself never really did much to her face save for washing it. It’s not like the orphanage had many resources for young girl’s skincare routine in the first place—she was just grateful the acne was merciful on her.
“Oh absolutely,” Beliath says sounding almost excited. “After all that happened, I figured you could use a bit of relaxation, is all.”
“Are you referring to Ivan nearly murdering me, one of you enslaving me, or just the fact that I found my home occupied by illegal undesirables?” Eloise asks, her voice down to almost a purr. Beliath was right when he said it’d help her react—he just didn’t mention that it’d rid her of her brain-to-mouth filter.
Beliath’s hands froze over her face, just before he could put slices of cucumber on her eyes.
“Ahaha, yeah,” he chuckles nervously. He then takes a breath. “Well, less with that, I wanted to try out the new products with someone who wouldn’t bitch about it. Can you imagine Ethan doing this with me?”
Changing the topic then. Fair enough.
“No. But what next? Is this a pajama party I haven’t been told about? Will you let me braid your hair and paint your nails? I’d braid your hair, it looks soft.”
“I don’t like people touching my hair,” Beliath admits, and Eloise hums. Now that she’s mentioned it, she’d very much like an excuse to do exactly that—His hair looked really nice, and soft should she get her hands on it. She wondered if she could bully Vlad into letting her play with his hair later.
“I’m quite good at it, though,” Eloise tempts. “Caretakers at the orphanage sucked at brushing younger kids’ hair, so the older ones would do it instead. I got really good at it.”
Beliath laid down next to her, probably done applying his own mask.
“Maybe,” he says.
“I can do French braids,” she tempts some more.
“Let’s paint our nails first and I’ll consider it.”
Heeeeyyy! I just discovered your acc. And i LOVE IT! I wanted to ask: How do you think Raphaels route would be?
There’s not much for me to think about it since it’s already out, but it’s going on pretty much like I expected. He’s horny and potentially mind-controlling Eloise.
So... we all know Raffaello is there for sensual play and he WILL blindfold Eloise. But what if she got a tad too loud from overwhelming sensations and teasing? After all, there's always someone else in the manor. Raph might have to do... something to protect themselves from privy ears ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) Feel free to write it as reaction/headcanon if you don't feel like writing a scenario! And thank you in advance, you're awesome!!
I feel so bad answering these after so long but thank you ;-;
I have decided to do a stream of headcanons.
It’s nsfw-ish but nothing explicit so I won’t be putting it under the cut.
I have decided to do a stream of headcanons.
It’s nsfw-ish but nothing explicit so I won’t be putting it under the cut.
Raphael is in general quite kinky under his classy demeanor. Blindfold and leather and temperature play and maybe even some pain play if he’s really into it.
Despite his inability to see, he’s rather… ‘Well-versed’ in pushing the right buttons by touch. He will look for the sweet spot and he will find it—and he will press it.
Raphael will make his partner feel good, and as much as he’s possessive, he has no shame. He wants to make his partner feel good, and he doesn’t mind if the entire Manor hears it. In fact, he likes if they do, and will knowingly smirk at those who mention it. He can make his partner feel good enough for them to vocalize it, after all, and it’s a feat to be proud of. Let them scream if they want.
I loved the Aaron's NSFW next to Louis, would you like to make a short scene with the Beliath and Louis and another with Ethan with Louis?
For those who don’t know/remember: Louis = male version of Eloise.
I’m still rusty when it comes to writing filth, apologies.
Spoiler: Ethan is a brat. As always.
Beliath
“The bed is right there,” Louis whines, but lets Beliath shove him against the drawer all the same, burying his hands in vampire’s long hair and the halfblood nibbles at his neck.
“Too far,” Beliath complains, all but ripping Louis’ clothes off in a needy rush, and Louis does the same to his shirt, throwing it somewhere on the carpet. He tightens his grip on Beliath’s hair, forcing him away from his neck, and crashing their lips together needily, as Beliath tightens his hold on Louis’ hips, pressing their bodies flush together.
“You’re being so needy,” Louis chuckles when they finally part, and Beliath hums.
“It’s your fault for looking so good,” he says as he steps away to rid them both of their underwear. Louis doesn’t appreciate the parting very much anyway.
“Should I turn around?” he asks when Beliath fumbles with the bottle of lubricant, but his partner only shakes his head.
“I want to see your face as I fuck you into this drawer,” he purrs, and it sends a shiver down Louis’ spine. Louis makes himself comfortable, hooking one of his legs around Beliath’s hips, and putting the other on his shoulder, as the hybrid effortlessly lifts him at the hip-height, and enters him in one fluid move. Louis groans at the sensation and forces his body to relax further, as the friction soon turns to pleasure, as Beliath hits exactly the spot with his thrusts. For a long while neither of them says anything, and room is only filled with strangled gasps and half-breathless moans.
Louis comes first, all over his stomach, gasping for breath and clenching his hands on the drawer hard enough for the wood to crack, and Beliath’s moves grow erratic with it and he comes as well, filling Louis with the heat that almost feels searing.
They stay like that for a moment, calming their breaths.
“See?” Beliath says smugly. “You make best faces.”
Louis doesn’t answer, choosing to instead kiss the smugness off.
Ethan
“I hate you so much,” Ethan snarls, because this is what Ethan usually does, however it is nevertheless quite downplayed by the fact that he’s rather enthusiastically unbuckling his pants, without any input from Louis.
Louis’ face must have said as much, because Ethan snarls again, wordlessly this time, and all but pounces at Louis on the bed. Louis intercepts him fairly easily, and clashes his lips against Ethans with little care for the fangs. Ethan grabs onto him almost desperately, one hand around small of Louis’ back and the other in his hair. Louis doesn’t know how long they kiss, but they somehow weasel out of most of their clothes on the sparse intervals, and he only barely registers that he’s on top of Ethan, and then he’s attacking vampire’s neck, nibbling and kissing, and Ethan honest-to-god mewls.
It's cute, even. Not that Louis would say it out loud—he doesn’t need Ethan more snarly then he usually gets without help.
“What’s it gonna be today?” Louis asks with his lips against Ethan’s cheek. It can go either way—sometimes Ethan wants to be in complete control.
“You on top.”
And sometimes he just wants to let go, because under all the empty I-hate-you’s and all the snarling, he trusts Louis, and Louis knows that.
Getting rid of the rest of their clothes is easy enough, aided with the sense of urgency with Ethan panting under him, eager and ready to be devoured whole. It takes a lot of self-control to not to take him right then and instead reach for the bottle of lubricant, but Louis manages.
Ethan’s body is cool to the touch everywhere, somehow refreshing in its undeath, and just as receptive, maybe even more, as that of a human, and Louis can’t help but relish in the every gasp and moan he elicits with every thrust. He loves it when he makes Ethan unable to speak.
Louis comes first, tightening his grip on Ethan’s hips, still thrusting several times in the afterglow until Ethan comes too, with a strangles gasp, almost ripping the pillow he’s been holding to.
“I hate you,” Ethan gasps, completely limp with the afterglow in Louis’ grip, and Louis smiles, bending down to trail kisses up his chest.
“So you’ve said,” he purrs, stopping right above Ethan’s head, and Ethan rises to kiss him, wrapping his hands around Louis’ back and dragging him down to fully lay on top of his body. “You good now?”
Ethan nods into the crook of his neck, and doesn’t let go, but it’s fine. Louis knows what he means, even when all he seems to b able to vocalize is an endless stream of curses.
Can you imagine Beliath fucking Eloise against the wall?
Hehe. Look who resumed existence in the mortal world. Did you miss me?
I might be rusty and not up to par with what you’ve gotten used to, I apologize.
Sin:
Eloise groans when Beliath shoves her against a wall a bit too hard, but it doesn’t matter. He almost stops at it, too—almost, but she yanks him by the hair and kisses him deeply, tightening the hold of her legs around his waist. They’re both gasping when she finally relents and releases his lips.
“You’re so needy,” he purrs into her ear, hooking his hands under her dress and pulling it off, over Eloise’s head.
“Why shouldn’t I be needy?” Eloise asks, almost confused. She can feel how hard he is through the layer of his underwear, the only barrier left between them, she hears the hitch in his breath that inevitably tells her that he’s only barely in control of himself. “Honey, you’re about to break,” she chuckles, cupping his face in her hands.
Beliath blinks up at her, and laughs. “You’re no fun.”
“I would be more fun if you didn’t let yourself starve for the past week. You and your stupid bets. Now, will you finally fuck me or not?”
Beliath’s only answer is a hum, as he moves slightly back to rid himself of his underwear, and he enters her in one fluid move. Eloise groans, her fingers digging into his shoulder-blades as he presses her tighter against the cold wall, and moves his hips, forward and backward, and forward again, and soon he’s thrusting into her with a steady rhythm, and Eloise lays her head against the wall and lets herself drown in the tension tightening in her stomach.
Beliath bites down on her shoulder, his sharp teeth easily piercing her skin, and Eloise groans at the searing-pain-hot sensation, digging her nails into his back even deeper, deep enough to draw blood.
“Fuck,” she hisses, and it’s somehow breathless. Beliath hums against her skin, trailing kisses up her neck and leaving bloody prints of his lips behind, until he finds her lips and kisses her deeply. It tastes like her own blood, but Eloise doesn’t care.
Beliath keeps moving—even when tension in Eloise’s abdomen snaps, curling her toes with a wave of pleasure, her walls tightening around him, he still keeps thrusting, until finally, finally, with one last thrust he comes too, deep inside her. They stay like that for a moment, gasping for breath, until Beliath moved down, to press his lips against the sluggishly bleeding bite wound again, slowly licking it clean, as Eloise enjoys the afterglow, clinging to him.
He kisses her neck once more when he’s done, and then gently bites on her earlobe.
“Would you like to go again?” he purrs, and that alone is enough to send shivers down her spine once more.
“Yeah, but—Let’s maybe take it to bed. The wall is a little cold, and rough.”
According to Lori however, I’m the evil, villainous bitch… And all I did was cut you off as gently as I could despite how uncomfortable you made me. Despite how you treated me. Despite how you spoke about me behind my back, despite how you insulted me, and my other friends.
(By the way, this is why she vilified me:)
I—did not appreciate that, not very much, no. I can only take so much, after all.
Especially since–well, you know, seeing as I have over 90 screenshots of either you doing things I accused you of, or other people reacting with severe discomfort to things you do… I’d really think you wouldn’t have done that.
Hell, when I cut you off I stumbled upon yet another whole server of people you’ve attempted to manipulate, guilt-trip, and vilify.
But then, you may not have known I had actual hard evidence. Since, yanno. You felt very comfortable accusing [T] of racism without any proof and then freaked out when nobody believed you. However you should’ve remembered I was the one who urged you for evidence. Don’t you think that would mean I’d keep my own archives?
(It still makes me laugh to this day. You raged and raved and when everyone asked you for evidence, absolutely willing to believe you and stand by you only if you gave any proof of the wrongdoing you accused them of, you refused to and freaked out when we didn’t condemn a person based entirely on faith.)
Better yet! That yesterday’s post where she says she left Otome Heaven server due personal reasons?
Well—if she calls getting kicked out for fascism, racism, and other things of the like ‘leaving for personal reasons’ then all the more power to her, I guess. She got kicked for the exact same reasons I cut her off, in fact. I cut her off because I learned of this.
Reference article:
https://melodyalanaroster.tumblr.com/post/634006002161893376/the-otome-haven-discord-server
But wait! There’s more!
DISCLAIMER: I’ve obscured all the third parties in these screenshots. Those who aren’t obscured have either long since changed their avatars and nicknames, or have given me permission to post these as is.
Here are they, my entire stash in two folders. Not all of them are juicy, but they largely show the type of person Lori is, how others react to her, and how she reacts to others. For example, when she made a server, when I asked her to make rules less pointlessly strict, she argued me for a fair while—but the moment I left, she backtracked on it.
https://sta.sh/213lsist7ytr?edit=1
https://sta.sh/217u1czswrey?edit=1
In it you will find, among other things:
Lori’s incredibly strict rules on the server on which she had no content, her argument with me when I explained to her that she was too strict, her backtracking when I left, and the fallout. Additionally there’s several people complaining about her, to me and otherwise, her maliciously using mental ilness against my friend, her racism against the Latina people, her transphobia, as well as the screenshots of her throwing tantrums when consequences catch up to her.
This is all I have—but I assure you, this is not all there is to it. If you went diving, I bet you’d find more, but that’s all I got from the couple of months I’ve been in contact with her, by myself and from others. I haven’t been in contact with her for months since.
Important: If you notice that I accidentally haven’t blanked some third-party mentioned (dealing with close to 100 screenshots isn’t all that easy, and if I did, it absolutely wasn’t malicious) please DM me so that I can fix it.
Conclusion: Lori doesn’t think consequences apply to her, and when she finds out that no, they do actually, she doesn’t like it.
‘I’m sorry, goodbye’ doesn’t apply anymore.
Now, it’s ‘good riddance’.
Everyone: Please beware of Lori. We learned it the hard way, repeatedly.
Since this account has some clout--please, please don’t fall into her clutches. We already have, so learn from our mistakes and don’t suffer like we did.
I return to life only to say a couple of things in hopes that It’ll help me get over my lazy and start posting again.
1. If I can’t wring Ethan’s neck, then this game sucks. If his route doesn’t have an option to just stab him in the neck, then what’s the fucking point?
2. Ivan is the worst thing to have ever happened to me period, I’m disgusted by him more than I’ve ever been by Ethan.
3. Aaron is king. Beliath slightly less so, but I still appreciate him a lot.
4. Vlad is meh at best. He’s very pretty, but that’s about all he’s got going for him.
5. I want routes for Neil, Farah, and Leandra.
Also I’m no longer doing imagines for Asmodee and Constance. In exchange, Farah is now in. Will be in after I’m through with all the backlog.
It almost amazes me how they completely ruined Ivan's route when it had more chances to be the best route in ML. Like..... Didn't we have enough problems to deat with? Ivan's hunger, his relationships with Eloise, with someone he almost killed? Like, it's pretty messy shit they had to solve, but for some reason we completely skip all development and jump to everyone's favorite trope "Ex-girlfriend who will spoil our relationship", because I'm sure it will be more exciting than everything I mentioned earlier.
I don’t find anything enjoyable in here. While I hated Vlad's route, well, I must admit that at least there were nice illustrations. In Ivan's route we get 3 kiss posters that look practically the same, boy, that's exciting for sure. But we get two illustrations with Loik and Cons, because we should be interested in them, I guess. Like really, it seems like an artust didn't know what to draw.
Characters? Jesus. I hate everyone in this route. Ivan is an idiot, Vlad behaves with Eloise like she is a child, Beliath is too clingy and flirty, like, he flirts with us more than he did so in other routes, Aaron is also strict like a parent, Ethan... *sigh*. I think Raphael is the only one who acts normally, but he rarely appears in the frame, so.....
And Eloise. They did my girl so dirty in this route. She isn't funny, like, not that she doesn't joke, no, but rather her reaction for some situations isn't funny or joking, she gets annoyed very easily, she's too paranoid and "stuffy", I just can't.
This shit isn't funny or romantic. It's triggers me. I can't wait for the end of this circus.
Coucou (Sorry for my English, it's not my mother tongue at all.) Before asking you anything I want to tell you that I really like what you write. At the moment, I only have one question : How would the boys (+Neil) react if MC caught them crying? Thank you, and I saw that you are taking exams right now, good luck I hope you will pass them ^^
Oh don’t worry, I’m not a native English speaker either, you’re doing just fine. Also thank you!I did pass all my exams in fact ^.^
Vladimir will freeze up like a deer in the headlights, and not know what to do at all. This wasn’t supposed to happen, he was not prepared to be caught like that, what does he do?! He will turn away a little too late and pretend that everything is all right, and that he wasn’t crying at all, but should MC offer comfort, he’ll be surprised, and hesitant, but he’ll take it. He’ll try to play it off, but he will relish in the comfort.
Beliath will try to play it off. He’s fine, there’s nothing to worry about. He doesn’t want to bother MC with his issues, but he wants support, and he’s unsure how to approach. Should MC catch him, he’ll be flippant about it, but will latch onto any and all offer of comfort. He doesn’t need anything, really, promise—but he would like a cuddle nonetheless. It has nothing to do with him crying, he swears!
Ivan will freak out. He’s very much into playing a ‘real man’ that him being caught crying freaks him out more than whatever got him crying in the first place. He may end up running away, or yelling, or get defensive, or a lot of other nasty things. He may just curl into a ball and throw himself a pity-party, trying to make MC feel bad now that they caught him.
Aaron will only show his tears to MC if he wants comfort from them for whatever happened, which will become much more likely the deeper his bond with MC becomes. He’s not ashamed of his tears, or to seek support where he needs it—this relationship they have is about the partnership, and if he will comfort MC in need, he expects they do so for him as well.
Ethan will bet angry and yell for MC to fuck off and go away, maybe even throw something. He’s frightened of being caught at one of his weakest points, but should MC push through his semi-tantrum and hug him, he’ll just go limp in the embrace and let himself sob.
Raphael doesn’t cry at all. Whether it’s because whatever happened to his eyes damaged his tear ducts, too, or he just doesn’t in general. It is difficult, however, to recognize when he’s feeling low or anguished, or simply sad, because he’s good at hiding it, and should MC actually catch him, he’ll be startled.
Neil would only really cry if the pain got too bad at times, and chances are he wouldn’t even realize few stray tears dripping down until MC pointed it out or wiped them off. He doesn’t mind—in fact, he appreciates MC unquestioningly staying by his side at his worst a lot.
Leandra will, much like Beliath, try to play it off. She wasn’t crying, she’s fine, see, something fell into her eye, nothing happened at all! But she would maybe like a hug, though. Or a cuddle session. And kisses.
Hi! How do you think the boys would react if Eloise showed up at the mansion for the first time and they realized that she is a vampire too? Thank you
Oh that’s an interesting take. She’s either newly-turned, or more time than just 20 years have passed—or she’s merely a more distant relative of the people who lived there. Who knows. Anyway, she’s a vampire, one with the deed to the house to boot. That is an interesting combination, concerning the current—illegal—residents of the manor.
They may care little for the law now, but should Eloise call police on them, they will.
On a side note I’m terribly sorry for my snail pace of answering them. My school maybe technically over, but life surely is not, and it knows how to kick where it hurts. Literally. 8 hours of work done standing is, ah, interesting, to my crooked spine and not exactly properly healed foot that don’t like my weight on a good day. (◕ᴗ◕✿)
But I want money.
And before I can go on a rant about life, here goes:
Vladimir and her are instantly at odds, like two cats who came across one another and did not like it. There might be yowling. There will be arguing. Eloise is thankful that Vladimir took care of the place, she really is—but the property belongs to her, and his shot at being the local alpha bitch has ended. He can accept it, or… Well, he’s a big boy, he knows where the door is.
Beliath would be quite excited. A new face, one that’s pretty well-versed in living in the modern society? And it’s a cute girl? He’s very much okay with this setup, all thinks considered. And he’s never seen Vlad so red-faced either, so that’s an added bonus.
Ivan would be a little cowed by the new vampire, but would try to assert his dominance via perceived seniority, which would not go very well—the pissing contest between two vampires, one of which is an insecure mess without powers and the other actually has their shit together can only really go one way. He wants to be the top dog at least in this relationship, and Eloise, like any other girl with even half a working brain, is having none of it.
Aaron would at first be distant but friendly, and the only one who actually gives information freely and with little prompt, so it’s pretty normal that Eloise should develop the warmest bond with him the fastest. For as long as they respect each other’s privacy, he doesn’t mind sharing a beer in the kitchen, just talking. Aaron might or might not just pack-bonded a little, too. Just a little.
Ethan would do a lot of feeling out the newcomer. Who is she, where is she from, why is she here. He’d piss her off, or at least do his best to try, in order to test her boundaries, maybe even flirt. Like Beliath, he enjoys a vampire than knows how to properly operate the modern human world, but he is more leery than others of the new resident—though, he enjoys spectating the pissing contest that Ivan instigated.
Raphael would be just fine with it. He doesn’t mind a new vampire in the manor, but won’t go out of his way to reach out to her, other than determining she’s not a threat. He’s open to new friendship, though.
Neil is quite surprised at first, but in hindsight, this explains a lot; how Eloise’s relatives knew of existence of vampires, how they knew to catch one maybe, even. But she obviously didn’t know, because when she finds out, she’s horrified and furious. He helps her burn all of their research. It’s quite cathartic.
I love how ML fandom goes crazy because one LIs is NOT an abusive motherfucker in the first episode.
Wow, those are really low standars, aren't they?
But you know? Not being a douche is not a personality trait or something that should be celebrate. It just highlight how trashy actually is the game if the people really got surprised for that.
Regarding to the writing,remains mediocre/bad as always,those two episodes were a disappointment, they were empty of plot or nothing interesting or new. Disappointing.