Hey! I'm Starlight or Star, and this blog I made specifically for the dating sims I partake in. (I go by Star only in my dating sim place cause I don't like making a connection between my debauchery here, my dating sims obsession, and my main art acct.)
The most common being the Cybrid Ikemen series!
I am 20, and will not always have safe stuff on my blog, so minors, shoo.
⚠️ I will talk about sensitive topics that might be triggering to some, there will always be a trigger warning but if there is a trigger warning and you don't read it, I am not liable to emotionally compensate you! ⚠️
(I am a apathgender lesbian who's only attraction to men lies in fictional realities, just fyi)
My main men:
Azel Radwan [IkePrince, my MAIN favorite]
Sasuke Saratobi [IkeSen]
Liam Evans [IkeVil]
The other men who get preferential treatment:
IkePrince: Clavis, Keith, Silvio, Matias, Kagari
IkeVil: Elbert, Ring, Victor, Ellis
IkeSen: Kicho, Ranmaru, Monotari
IkeVamp: Shakespeare, Comte
This list may change, as I'm still relatively new to playing the Ikemen series and actually just dating sims in general.
Other dating sims that may get mentioned:
- The Freak Circus
- The Kid at the Back
- Klein 2.0
- 14 Days with You
#star_yaps for just random thoughts I have
#star_arts for art I've made with one of the suitors and/or my self inserts
#star_writes for small fanfiction and/or headcnons
#star_rants for me talking about things that may or may not be triggering to certain individuals
I have almost read all of the Liam main stories (with only the Chap 25 & Blind Love Epilogue left, besides the side stories) and it just now hit me that the majority of the attraction to Liam I have is that he contains a good majority of the traits of my first love the only major differences being he's a guy and he loves Kate in return. (Also he like kills people) I am unsure on how I feel about this fact.
Thinking about the Dari takeover picture that happened on the JP server where Dari is staring directly at the camera while leaning his head on Kate's chest.
If any chapter explains Azel and the way he's just a ball of contradictions in a lovable way, read the Ch 10 Premium Story of his route. In the story, a good chunk of it is from his pov, and it's him not really understanding his care for Emma and not understanding the way she treats him. Because Emma treats him like she'd treat any other man and of course the all mythical god incarnate doesn't understand being treated as a human (which he is, one of my favorite voice lines on one of his cards is him saying he is a man before he is god when it comes to Emma).
Azel as a character is so well written, of course I don't think his route is the best but I digress, but Azel??? Azel is a bunch of contradictions that also make sense. And that is best shown in the Ch 10 Premium Route. That story also shows me why I'm so attached to his character. He's just got a bad case of the tsundere 🥺
I am so close to writing a fuckin essay on his character with how much I love him, but it's no surprise as... *looks at my blog name* he's literally the theme of the blog.
Even Emma knew something was up with the way Azel is around Silvio... and sums it up to Silvio being rich. Which is true. But he's also Silvio. And Azel acts awfully similar to the Emma is Silvio's route and vice versa... just saying 👀
Both at the same damn time please (also Mitsuhide was fuckin vicious to Monotari during this interactions and I was giggling like a kid on Christmas oh my god I loved it, I hope I get a whole lot more of these two interacting cause they do not like each other and I live for the drama)
Cybrid tryna kill me with the premium story of Chapter 18 in Liam's route, Jesus. I'm a blubbering mess. I will say that that chapter alone probably put him as my number 1 ikevil LI. I just wanna protect him with my life.
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【 CLOTHING STORE 】
My days with Kate were peaceful and full of bliss — but sometimes, chaos came knocking on our door.
…
We were at Leadenhall Market when Kate, hiding under a large hat pulled low over her face and a pair of glasses, wrapped a large scarf around my head and tied it securely under my chin.
Kate: There! Perfect! Now just keep your head down as much as you can, and don’t let anyone recognise you.
Liam: Okay… sorry.
Kate: You have nothing to be sorry for.
Kate: It’s just — right now, all we need to do is figure out how we’re getting out of this.
Her expression turned serious as she glanced towards the street outside and swallowed hard.
…
【 SHOPPING STREET 】
Standing next to her, I gulped too — then I took her hand and we exited the shop together.
The street was crowded to the brim with woman.
The very second they caught sight of us — their expressions changed.
Gaudily Dressed Woman: There he is! It’s Liam!!!
Nearby Women: KYAAAAAAA!!!!
(! They recognised me!)
Before I could get over my shock, several familiar women came sprinting towards me.
Kate stood there at a loss for words until I grabbed her arm and bolted in the opposite direction.
Liam: RUN!!!
The reason we’d ended up in this mess was because of a performance I did a few days ago.
[ Flashback ]
【 THE SCALA STAGE 】
Liam: “But soft! What light through yonder window breaks?”
Liam: “It is the east… and Juliet is the sun!”
A few days ago, I played Romeo in “Romeo and Juliet” at The Scala.
Thankfully, my performance was met with overwhelming praise, and I’d even made it to the newspaper headlines.
As a result, the play’s popularity grew rapidly and ticket were completely sold out all the way through the final performance.
Our play reached a much larger audience than we could ever have hoped for, but…
[ Flashback End ]
【 ALLEY 】
(I never thought it’d lead to this…)
We ran into a dark alley and Kate stood protectively in front of me to shield me from any passersby.
Kate: Huff… I can’t believe they were waiting for you outside the shop.
Ever since I made the headlines, crowds of young women who’d never so much as set foot inside a theatre before began flocking to The Scala.
I was glad they came to watch the play, but the big problem was what happened afterwards.
Instead of heading come once the curtains fell, they’d wait outside the theatre for the actors, and even chased us down on our days off.
(This isn’t my first time being chased by fans, but…)
These women only went after the male actors.
I'd heard stories of actors having dates with their lovers being interrupted, and some incidents that were close to causing them physical harm.
(I’m grateful they like me, but at this rate, Kate could get hurt because of me.)
Kate: Here I thought this disguise was flawless… I knew I should've given you a fake beard too.
Kate: Or maybe a wig too? But maybe it’s also simply impossible to disguise someone this handsome…
While I stood there overcome with guilt, Kate was busy agonising over our failed disguise and already trying to think of ways to improve it.
Liam: I’m really sorry. It’s my fault we can’t have a proper, normal date anymore…
Kate: No, it's not. If only I’d prepared the most perfect disguise…!
(… That’s what she’s worried about?)
In a time like this, Kate still didn't pin the blame on me.
It wasn't because she could see how guilty I felt, but because it genuinely never occurred to her to blame me to begin with.
(That part of her is what saves me every time.)
A rush of affection made me want to grab and kiss her right then and there.
I gently caressed her cheek, and as though knowing exactly what I wanted, Kate closed her eyes and moved her lips closer to mine.
Kate: Mm…
She looked so adorable, I wanted to see more.
My hand slipped beneath the hem of her skirt.
The moment my hand slowly traced her inner thigh, Kate jolted and smacked my shoulder.
Kate: Haa… nngh… Liam, we're in public…
Liam: I know… but you’re so cute, I can’t hold back anymore.
Deepening the kiss, I reached between her legs and lightly rubbed her sensitive spot with my finger.
The fabric gradually turned moist and warm.
Kate: N-No, not here…!
Liam: You don’t want it?
Kate: I-I do, but…! Your method of asking is just not fair…!
She wrapped her arms tightly around my neck, desperately trying to keep it in.
She was acting so awfully adorable that I was about to take things up a notch, when…
Young Woman with Black Hair: I found him!! He’s over here!!!
Liam • Kate: !
The women came rushing into the alley where the two of us were all over each other mere seconds ago.
(I thought we lost them…!)
Kate: KYAA!
Without a second thought, I scooped Kate into my arms and took off further down the alleyway.
Then, with a completely serious expression, she muttered,
Kate: … Maybe if we let them see us doing that, they’ll finally get off our backs.
Liam: You might have a point there… but I don’t want other people seeing how cute you look!
Kate: W-Well, I don’t want anyone seeing you make that face either!
She grumbled under her breath while still holding on to me with a sulky pout.
Kate: … You’re already this handsome, and they saw you looking that sexy…
My lover’s jealousy made my entire body feel all warm and fuzzy, and I couldn't hide my smile.
Liam: Don’t worry. I belong to you and only you, Kate.
Once we finally outran our pursuers, we gazed into each other’s eyes.
Kate looked slightly embarrassed, but I was happier than words could ever express.
Liam: I want you to claim every part of me, from my body to my heart and soul, to be yours.
Liam: And let me do the same to you.
I pressed a kiss to her cheek, and her face immediately lit up with a beaming smile.
Liam: Now then, my Juliet. Shall we continue our date?
Kate giggled and responded with an enthusiastic nod.
Kate: Yes. Take me anywhere you like, my Romeo.
After that, we went on with our date like we’d always do, even if it meant being spotted by fans and having to run away again.
It was an endless cycle, but Kate never stopped smiling through it all, and it had me thinking that perhaps a date like this wasn’t so bad after all.
…
【 LONDON TOWN 】
By early evening, my fans seemed to have given up on catching us.
We were finally able to stroll casually through town like an ordinary couple.
Kate: Fufu, today was so much fun.
Holding a bouquet of modern roses in her arms, Kate looked up at me with a radiant smile.
Kate: What kind of date should we go on tomorrow?
Hearing her casually talk about her plans for tomorrow made me appreciate the joy in having an ordinary day.
(Ahh, I’m so happy.)
I wanted tomorrow to come as soon as possible, yet at the same time, I wished life with her like this would last forever.
The deeper in love I fell with her, the brighter she seemed to shine… until she was almost too dazzling to look at.
Kate: Oh right. I believe the next play at The Scala is “A Midsummer Night's Dream”.
Kate: I’m sure it’ll be another splendid production…
Liam: Be sure to watch me from the best seat in the theatre.
Kate: Of course! Whoa—
Liam: Watch out!
A person coming around the corner bumped into Kate, knocking her off balance.
Liam • Kate: Mm.
I reflexively jumped to catch her, and then our lips met unintentionally.
???: Hah?
Still in that accidental kiss, we both turned in the direction of the voice.
The one who’d bumped into her was actually Jude.
He clicked his tongue, face twisting with a look of disgust.
Jude: Tch, the hell’re ya two makin’ out in the middle o' the street?
Ellis: You bumped into her first, Jude. Though seeing them turn towards us without breaking the kiss was kind of funny.
We looked at each other again and blinked several times, trying to process the moment.
The instant our lips parted… neither of us could hold it in any longer, and we burst out laughing together.
The sound of rain was gone now.
(… But is it really?)
Tell me.
Do you really believe this happiness will last forever?
(… Huh?)
I turned around at the sound of the voice seemingly speaking to me, but there was no one else apart from the passersby.
Kate: Liam, is something wrong?
Kate gently took my hand and tilted her head worriedly.
Liam: … It’s nothing. Let’s go home.
I laced my fingers with hers and we made our way home, chatting about all sorts of silly things.
(These are not back to back, but both screenshots are from bond level 14 for Azel, and the bond level is literally titled "Please, Silvio" and my guy admits all the jewelry and metal he's wearing are 2nd hand precious metals from Silvio. There's no way those two don't have something for each other but with both their habits of shoving down their feelings for others ofc they'd consider it just a business relationship)
Sugar daddy Silvio x sugar baby Azel AU please or I'll write it myself which means you'll only get updates once in a blue moon
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Time and again, I imagined that moment, repeating to myself, "It's too soon for that.”
So….What about now?
[Transitions to Ballroom]
Kate: Will!
Snapped back to reality by the voice calling my name, I saw Kate in my arms, wearing a slightly disgruntled expression.
Kate: What’s wrong? You looked so troubled.
William: I was simply wrestling with a few vexing thoughts about you.
Kate: About me?
I offered only a smile in response to the look on her face that clearly said I want to know, then lifted her by the waist and twirled her around.
Kate: Kyah…pfft… Goodness, Will.
Glancing around, I could feel the curious gazes of the crowd clinging to us.
The throng gathered at the charity ball for the Royal Hospital was not only fascinated by the Earl who briefly made headlines for the murder of Marquis Avarus, and the Tower of London incident.
But also Kate, who was laughing and dancing in his arms.
(Kate is officially known as my partner.)
The lover of the Self-Righteous Monarch, who had sworn to give her life to save mine from a fate of ruin.
Today too, she smiles gleefully at the edge of the abyss.
As for me, who was supposed to meet his destruction without ever forming a loving bond with anyone, I’m reminded of something everyday—
Of the beauty and the terror of the joy of loving one another, which grows with every passing moment.
After the dance ended, something occurred during the buffet party.
Postmaster: Kate…..Is that you?
Kate: …Postmaster? Will, this is postmaster Everly, my former boss.
Everly: M-my apologies, Earl Rex. Please forgive my rudeness in suddenly addressing your partner.
William: Think nothing of it. It’s not as if I’m Kate’s owner.
Kate: It’s been a long time. How have you been?
Everly: Oh, haha...Well, I'm getting by, I suppose.
(Hm, something seems to be troubling him.)
Kate: …..Is something wrong?
Everly: Beg pardon?
Kate: Whenever you look away and stroke your beard like that, it means you’re in a bind. I'm happy to help in anyway I can.
Everly: Haah... Honestly, I sometimes resent Her Majesty for taking you away.
As he explained the situation, it turned out that torrential spring rains had caused landslides, delaying mail coaches from outlying areas.
Deliveries within London were piling up, and to make matters worse, a round of personnel transfers had caused a mass exodus of veteran staff.
Everly: If I could just get someone who knows London as well as you do to help out for even a single day...
Everly: But the sheer volume of work is.….Well, I'll just appreciate the sentiment. Please, forget I said anything.
(…I see.)
I glanced at Kate’s profile. The look of determination I saw there was all the reason I needed to make up my mind.
William: If the volume of mail is the issue, what if I act as a letter carrier for you?
Kate: Come again?!
Everly: L-Lord Rex, I couldn’t possibly ask you to do something like that…!
William: Why not?
William: Delivering people’s feelings is an important work. There’s no need to be modest and call it ‘something like that.’
Kate: ….Will….Delivering the mail!?
Next to the Director, who was blinking in sheer astonishment, Kate’s eyes sparkled with delight.
(......Absolutely adorable.)
(If I get to see that face over and over while making deliveries, that’s reward enough for me.)
True to my desires, my mind had already begun to ponder how I could savor this golden opportunity that had come my way.
(This is an excellent chance. I want to see Kate’s old life with my own eyes too.)
[Transitions to the City of London]
Smiley Woman: Kate, dearest?! Long time, no see!
Smiley Woman: Hold it! Who’s that handsome chap next to you, huh?! Hey, everyone! Kate brought some dreamboat along!
Bellowing Man: She what?! Quick, hold him there. I’m gonna give him a good wallop to see if he’s got any grit!
William: Ahaha, you’re truly loved, aren’t you?
Kate: I’m so sooo sorry!
[Transitions to another Delivery]
Curly-haired Young Man: Miss Kate…?! Wa-Wait for a second….
Curly-haired Young Man: I’d been planning to give this to you if we ever met again.
William: Unfortunately, it seems that accepting gifts from specific clients violates company policy.
Curly-Haired Young Man: Huh? Who’s that?
Kate: My boyfriend! Well then, if you’ll excuse us!
[Transition to Alley]
Kate: That's a huge puddle.….The alley is completely submerged from end to end.
William: What did you used to do in situations like this?
Kate: Unfortunately, it's a dead end up ahead, and there's no way around it.
Kate: It’s a choice between taking a desperate leap, or simply getting my shoes soaked.
Kate: Basically, as long as the mail doesn’t get wet, that’s all that matters.
William: ....I think I understand why you don't break under a little adversity.
William: However, for today….
William: Let us go with a third option.
I shift the mailbag slung over my shoulder to the back and lift Kate up into my arms.
Kate: Will?
William: This way, neither the mail nor you shall get wet.
Kate: You have a point but….
William: In my case, I don’t need to leap. I can just step right over it.
Kate: A-Are you being mean?
William: Not at all? It's just a bit of sophistry to get my own way.
William: ...I just don't want my precious partner to have an unpleasant experience.
Kate: ……
Flustered and at a loss for words, Kate knit her brows in distress, flushing crimson to the tips of her ears.
(She’s so adorable.)
Watching that flustered look on her face has been a hobby of mine for a long time now.
I plant a quick kiss on her lips, and desire begins to seep into the depths of her glistening eyes.
Kate: ….We’re in the middle of a delivery, you know.
William: I am simply a temp acting out of goodwill. It wouldn't hurt to take a break.
As if to tempt her desires, I brought my lips close to hers once more, stopping just short of touching them.
Kate resigned herself to the moment, and wrapped her arms around my neck.
[Transitions To Another Delivery]
And then, just as we were about to deliver the final letter, an incident occurred.
Red-Faced Man: Get the hell outta here!
As soon as he cracked the door open and saw the envelope Kate was holding out, his face flushed vermillion with rage as he bellowed.
Blue-Eyed Woman: Stop it! That letter’s for me!
Red-Faced Man: What good is school for a girl! You’re taking over the family business!!
Blue-Eyed Woman: But I got accepted! So I need to apply for a scholarsh—
Red-Faced Man: SHUT UP!!
A slap across the cheek sent the woman crashing to the floor.
(Ah….)
(So this was your everyday life, back then.)
To deliver people's emotions, she would run all over town, sometimes getting her shoes soaked in muddy water.
In just this one day, I came to understand painfully well just how much she was loved for her work.
And now, I had learned something else, too.
Here is just a glimpse into those days when she was tormented by feelings of helplessness and guilt.
(I wonder what Kate will do now.)
Kate: Um, excuse me.
Her first words came out in a voice that was unexpectedly clear.
Kate: Are you saying you intend to prevent me from delivering this letter to your daughter?
Red-Faced Man: ….Can’t you bloody hear, lady? That’s exactly what I’m sayin’!
Kate: In that case, you would be obstructing the delivery of mail not addressed to yourself.
Kate: That constitutes a criminal offense in violation of the Postal Act.
Red-Faced Man: Hah…?
William: ……..
Kate stared straight at the man.
Deep within her eyes burned a quiet anger and a steely resolve.
Kate: Should I call for the Yard?
Red-Faced Man: T-The bobbies….?!
William: …Pff- Ahaha!
William: I tell you what, I’ll go call for one myself. I'm pretty certain there's a constable on patrol just down the street.
Red-Faced Man: Wait!! Damn it... Hey, don't think I'm letting you off the hook!!
Blue-Eyed Woman: ……[Sniffles]
Kate: Here you go….the letter for you.
The woman, who seemed to have been shoved by her father and tumbled out onto the porch, clutched the envelope to her chest, her eyes brimming with tears.
[Transitions to Tree-Lined Path]
Kate: It’s a good thing we managed to deliver everything in the end.
William: I doubt there are many cases where the handling of mail within a household results in a conviction for violating the Postal Act, though?
Kate: True, buuuut ordinary citizens aren't well-versed in the Postal Law, or its case laws.
Kate: I was so furious…..so I turned that fact to my advantage.
Wearing a mischievous smile, Kate peered proudly into my face.
Kate: I’m perfectly suited for my Self-Righteous Monarch now, aren’t I?
(Indeed.)
William: Yes…Kate.
More today than yesterday; more tomorrow than today.
The love I feel for her is steadily growing within me.
(You, who have become so deeply steeped in this world of darkness….in these days of loving and being loved by me...)
(You are so incredibly precious to me... it’s enough to drive me mad.)
The more we love each other, the more fitting Kate will surely become as the tragic catalyst—my beloved partner—who will bring about the destruction of this Self-Righteous Monarch.
William: As expected of my little robin.
Kate: Hehe, I'm honored by your praise.
Kate giggled happily.
It was as warm as the sunlight filtering through the leaves of the trees.
And I found myself closing my eyes.
I had imagined it countless times.
That moment when her voice, her will, and her life would forever be extinguished.
The immense agony that would overwhelm my heart.
And each time I told myself repeatedly:
It's too soon to despair while embracing her corpse.
(So…what about now?)
(Have I loved you enough to agonise over your loss…?)
Kate: Will!
As I lifted my eyelids at the sound of a voice calling me, sunlight still dappled through the trees.
Kate: We should be heading back soon, or Victor will start to worry.
William: You’re right….
William: Let’s return to where we belong.
The words repeated in my heart will turn into a prayer before long.
