Requestedbyanon: “Hello glorious author-chan! I have a request for you. I have a fun little imagine for you. Can you make an Ikemen Vampire imagine of what their reactions would be like in modern times?”
A/N: I honestly don’t know what this is, like it ended up as the child of a drabble and a headcanon.
Warning: implied smut and nudity (come on Arthur is here)
Napoleon Bonaparte:
He’d be shocked and in awe at the same time.
Wanting to know EVERYTHING about how people live in the 21st century.
Is it a better, easier life? Is everyone treated equally and safe?
He’s astonished by the night lights as well, so bright and beautiful.
It’s absolutely unforgettable and he stays up at night a little longer to watch the busy city below, drinking the beautiful view until he falls asleep.
Also more content with the clothing fashion.
Yes it’s very unusual to him since he’s not used to it but clothes used to be so uncomfortable, especially for women.
Though he really didn’t feel comfortable with such revealing clothes.
He’s very cute about it around you though, hiding in your neck with flushed, embarrassed cheeks.
Leonardo Da Vinci:
Doesn’t show his amazement as much except through his tone of voice.
Wants to know how a phone works.
Surprisingly – or unsurprisingly – not having to explain it regularly, he picks up on it very quickly.
He’s very impressed.
Your days were divided into visiting shops, showing him technologies, public transport, probably every single thing about the city and cuddling in bed and showing him how the TV works because “the mattress is so comfortable”.
Even though you know how comfortable a surface is, never stopped him from falling asleep.
He really likes it in the modern day.
I think he would be one of the residents that would fit in rather quickly and easily.
Comte De Saint Germain:
It’s not that much of a shocker for him for obvious reasons but because you’d spent your life in modern day, he got to see your view and had a much positive outlook on it.
Not that it was negative to begin with, he just didn’t pay as much attention to it before and now that he has, it’s eye opening, in a way.
He loved the sparkle in your eyes as you rejoiced in the things you used to know before you travelled back in time.
It was a sight for sore eyes.
He enjoyed visiting with you, even though he spent more time seeing the twinkle in your eyes than being happy over the smaller things.
Comte is much more open about PDA for obvious reasons and he feels the modern day is something the both of you share as a precious memory now.
Arthur Conan Doyle:
His demeanour is one of someone who’s seen everything already but the huge smile and eyes just showed that he was a little boy excited about discovering everything.
Arthur dragged you around to tell him how things work if he couldn’t pick up on by himself.
You went to a mall and Victoria’s Secret caught his eye so fast it was S C A R Y.
“Try this sweetheart, and this and this-”
Yes, despite all your protests, you spent the whole day in the store trying on clothes for him.
He enjoyed it very much.
Arthur promised he would discover something new with you that didn’t involved being naked.
How nice of him *chokes*
It was a tiring day for you since you did all the standing, changing and displaying for him.
But the night provided to be very rewarding hehe
If you know what I mean
;)
You know what I mean, why am I saying this.
Theodorus Van Gogh:
He has a similar behaviour to Arthur at first, indifferent behaviour but very curious eyes.
You can tell he doesn’t want to ask questions but wants the answers.
So you just start talking and explaining things.
He’s a little flushed because he would have told you to stop talking by now but he doesn’t since you’re informing him on everything.
Theo would keep visiting until you got tired and wouldn’t hesitate to carry you back to your place and cuddle up on the couch.
Showing him how the TV works but he prefers sleeping in your bed because it’s so comfy and he can hug you.
Vincent Van Gogh:
“WOW!” *sparkly eyes*
Asks you about EVERYTHING
Holds your hand the whole time.
Also he apologises for always inquiring about everything.
Reassuring him that it’s alright.
Proceeds to go back to questioning everything.
Politely asks if you guys can go to an exhibition the next day to see paintings and saying yes.
Very gladly cuddling in your neck and saying how amazing everything is.
He’s too cute T-T
Vincent was smiling in his sleep because he got to discover so many new things with you and he couldn’t express how content he was.
Your heart is constantly melting as he acts like an overjoyed puppy.
He’s forever thankful to you and this will always be engraved in his memory.
Amadeus Mozart:
The pianist can’t physically hide his amazement.
“Can we go to an instrument store?”
Holds your hand tightly and keeps you close like he’s protecting you.
When in fact it should be the other way around given that you have lived your entire life in the modern day.
But you already knew that ♀️
His eyes light up more than they already did when you enter an empty store and there are three or four pianos.
Mozart let his fingers caress the smooth surface, taking in all the details of the instruments.
He’s relieved that they didn’t change as significantly as everything else in the world.
Lowkey wants to buy all the pianos because he wants to try them.
A very confused boy at attire.
And blushing at how more ‘revealing’ they are.
He could get used to this.
Jean D’Arc:
He would be in silent shock, staying close to you and looking around in amazement.
Jean would be pretty shy about asking too many questions, not wanting to bother you.
Reassuring him that it was fine, similar to Vincent.
Jean was somehow more considerate about it, not wanting to bother you with his inquiries.
Whispering questions and trying so hard to try and make sense of things himself, sometimes it works, kind of!!
Like Napoleon, he’s relieved the world is happier and fairer.
It was a huge shock for him at first, everything was different, but he was fortunate enough to be with you.
Now he reminisces of the experience as a magical moment that will forever be engraved in his memory.
Isaac Newton:
Absolutely astonished.
He has so many questions but he didn’t know where to start.
Similar to Jean, he was a little shy about asking questions and trying to solve things on his own.
Being surprised at how complex things turn out to be.
Isaac has mixed emotions about knowing that the foundation of physics are his three famous laws.
Because the world seemed overwhelmingly unknown and huge, he nearly clung onto you.
You locked your arm with his, seeing his unease but also not wanting to trouble you.
He felt better instantly and silently thanked you, blushing in embarrassment.
The first thing you taught him was what a phone was and about the kindergarden/school system.
You reminisce about how he went along into town with Napoleon to attempt to teach children.
It wasn’t a particular detail he would have inquired about but he feels strangely relieved about it.
He was touched by the small details you remember about him and he keeps it in mind.
It was an unforgettable experience for him to have with you.
But something he does not want to let go is the bed, it’s shockingly comfortable for him.
Osamu Dazai:
“Wow, are you seeing this (Not Y/N)-chan?”
“That’s not my name-”
“What is this?”
No shame about asking whatsoever.
“Miraculous!”
A lot of him grinning and praising everything and anything, including you.
“You’re delightful (Y/N)-chan, such an interesting answer!”
“D-did you just call me by my nam-”
“Are you coming (Not Y/N)-chan?”
“Nevermind,” you grumble, pouting as you follow behind him.
He chuckled, finding you so cute before cupping your cheeks and openly kissing you in public.
Dazai finds even more amusement with how flushed you are for a while as you clung onto his arm, answering questions with a breathy tone.
Despite his second degree humour throughout everything, he’s actually thoroughly enjoyed spending time doing this with you and becoming a treasured memory.
William Shakespeare:
He was actually rendered speechless for a long while.
Which was unusual for him obviously.
But it was a little disconcerting for him since he always had something to say.
You couldn’t help but eye him admiring everything.
Despite his unnerving silence, the way his eyes lit up was something that you didn’t know you needed to witness.
It looked like he found something to look forward to in life. (can’t relate lol)
That thought alone made you hopeful and sad at the same time.
He was always very polite and considerate about inquiring about things.
As in, he always read the ‘room’ before asking, wanting to stay in your good graces, even though he is already in them.
Finding the bed in your place being painfully heaven-like.
If he wasn’t as invested in learning about the modern world, he would totally examine and savour the beauty that is a bed.
Without you knowing, however, he would spend a lot of time studying you as well.
It was fascinating to him, seeing you enjoying yourself in your natural habitat.
Sebastian:
I mean he lived there before so there isn’t much to say.
He does reminisce a lot though, all previous memories rushing back.
Just as if the residents were a long dream.
One thing that surprised him a little was that he enjoyed spending time with you in the modern day so much that it’s in a smal, different compartment in his brain altogether.
Basically nostalgia but also happy new memories.
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She had gone into Isaac’s room to make sure he took a break. He always worked too hard, and she was finding it harder and harder to stay away from him these days. She hadn’t confessed her feelings for him, and she didn’t know if he even viewed her romantically at all. She would keep that secret locked tight in her heart.
That didn’t stop her from wanting to be near him. She knocked lightly on his door.
“ Come in,” He spoke softly.
She opened the door and gave him a wide smile.
“ Isaac.” She crooned “ Perhaps it’s time for a break.” She said putting her hands on her hips.
“Why?” He asked as he continued to write equations on the page.
“ No one has seen you today except for breakfast. Did you even have lunch? It’s almost time for dinner.”
“ And? I need to finish this.” He spoke without lifting his head, not giving her eye contact.
“ Isaac! Take a break, it doesn’t have to be long. Just come for a walk with me.” He sighed and put his pencil down.
He finally looked at her. “ Can’t you see I’m busy?! I don’t have time to take a stroll with some human girl!” She was dumbfounded and just looked at him in disbelief.
“ What?” She asked quietly, he had never said anything like that before.
“ Why do you keep bothering me? Can’t you see I’m not interested in walks or listening to you talk! You’re just a stupid woman, just go away!” It was harsh, really harsh. She had to leave before the tears started rolling down her cheeks.
She bit her lip trying to contain the little bit of self-control she had left.
“I’ll go then” she didn’t wait for him to reply, she may have slammed his door shut a little too forcefully.
She took in a shaky breath and began walking quickly through the mansion practically running through the hall, trying to get somewhere she could breathe before she suffocated.
“ Dove, where are you going in such a hurry?” Arthur teased until he saw her face. His smile faded and he looked at her tenderly.
“ _ _ _, what’s wrong? What happened?”
“ DON’T! Do not touch me, just leave me alone!” She swatted his hand away as he went to put it on her shoulder.
He raised his hands in submission. “ Bloody hell _ _ _, I get it. You don’t have to scream at me.” She glared at him and continued to walk towards her room and slammed the door loudly, locking it quickly before she ran to her bed and began sobbing into the pillows.
Arthur went to her door and knocked.
“ _ _ _, what’s the matter? I won’t judge.” His pleas fell on deaf ears and she never answered the door, crying herself to sleep.
“ Arthur, what are you looking at?” Isaac asked sitting across from him.
“Hm? Oh, it’s _ _ _. She hasn’t been herself the last couple of days. Just the other day she yelled at me when I asked what was wrong. Something is going on.” Isaac looked at the drink in his hands.
“ Oh? Are you worried about _ _ _?” Leonardo interrupted.
“She’s leaving…Going back to her time.” Leonardo said as he sat down.
“ What…Already? …Blast I thought we had more time.” Arthur sat back, slumping into the armchair. Isaac glanced over to her but quickly averted his eyes.
“ When is she leaving?” Isaac finally asked.
“Two days from now. It’ll be quiet without her. I have to be honest I will miss her.” He paused sighing. “ It’s strange though, I thought she’d stay, I really had that feeling.” He looked straight at Isaac “ I wonder if something happened? Or…Perhaps she can be swayed to stay?” Isaac stood up and adjusted his clothes and sauntered off quickly. Arthur cocked his head to the side.
“What’s with him?” Arthur asked.
“ I wonder?” Leonardo took a drink, watching Issac walk away swiftly.
Issac paced back and forth trying to figure out what to do with his frustration. He knew he didn’t have anyone to blame except himself. He said hurtful things to her. He wanted this, for her to stay away. He was trying to protect her. There was just one problem, he didn’t want her to leave. He sat down on his bed and ran his fingers through his hair.
“Damnit!” This wasn’t supposed to happen. He wasn’t supposed to feel this way. He finally gave up from the emotional turmoil and let the exhaustion overtake his body.
It didn’t feel like he had been asleep long when he was awoken by a light knock on his door. There was only one person that would knock like that, and for a moment his heart had hope.
“I know you’re busy or maybe you’re still sleeping?” she never opened the door, only talked through it. “ I know you don’t want to see me.” She sighed “ I’m leaving tomorrow, I’m going home, back to my time. I had hoped to say goodbye, maybe it’s better this way? I don’t know anymore. Can you do just one thing for me, Issac? I want you to be happy.” She sighed “Take care of yourself. I’m going to miss you.” She pressed her palm against the door “ Goodbye” She swallowed thickly and left with tears ready to erupt out of her eyes.
Issac looked at the door blearily, as if it were a stronghold, impossible to penetrate; keeping him from stepping out. He heard every word she said, to think that would be the last time he heard her voice. It pained him to even think about it. This was her choice who was he to try and stop her?
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She didn’t plan on taking anything she had only come with the clothes on her back, it was only natural she leave the same way. As she headed to the infamous door led by Le Comte everyone was gathered around the door to see her off.
“Guys… You don’t have to do this”
“Perhaps we are doing this for us? We will miss you Hondjie.” Theo wrapped her up in a tight hug.
She made her rounds to each vampire hugging them and giving friendly kisses. As she made her way to Leonardo, he looked worried.
“ You don’t seem happy about leaving ma cherie. Are you sure this is what you want?”
“ No, but it’s what’s right.” He nodded his head and kissed her cheek.
“Are you ready?” Le Comte asked her, she looked at him wiping tears away.
“ Thank you, all of you. All of you have a special place in my heart.” She gave Sebastion and Comte each a hug before turning to the door. _ _ _ closed her eyes and took a deep breath while turning the handle when the door shut before she could open it wider. She opened her eyes confused. Issac had pressed his hand to shut the door.
“ Issac. Wha- what are you doing?” She turned around to face him.
“ I-I’m sorry. I didn’t mean the things I said to you, any of it.” He swallowed making his Adam’s apple bob.
“Issac? I don’t understand, why tell me this NOW?”
“ I pushed you away. I said that so you would stay, so you would go home. I did it to protect you. From me, from them.” He motioned to the other vampires.
“ What I didn’t know was that my feelings for you would get in the way. I was ready to let you go, let you live your life, but-“
She raised her eyebrows “ But?”
“ I have to tell you.”
“Tell me what?”
“ How much I love you.”
“ Then show me” She grabbed his shirt pulling him towards her and carefully placed her lips on his.
Everyone started clapping, and Issac pulled away with his face radiating a red tint.
“ Let’s give them some privacy,” Vincent said, as he pulled Theo away. One by one they all left.
“ I’ve loved you all along, Isaac.” She said cupping his cheeks.
“ You have? Even though I’m a -“
“ A what? A vampire? I wouldn’t care if you were a demon. ‘The heart wants what it wants or else it does not care’ Emily Dickinson said that, and that is exactly how I feel.” She grinned.
“Stay?” He lifted her chin up looking into her eyes before he kissed her as if his life depended on this one kiss.
“ I will,” she said between breaths. He smiled kissing her again.
If all the matter in the universe suddenly disappeared, would space still exist? Isaac Newton thought so. Space, he imagined, was something like Star Trek’s holodeck, a 3-dimensional virtual-reality grid onto which simulated people and places and things are projected. As Newton put it in the early pages of his Principia: “Absolute space, of its own nature, without reference to anything external, always remains homogeneous and immovable.” 1
This seems persuasive in everyday life. I’m walking east, you’re walking west, and the post office stays put: The frame of reference remains static. But Newton’s contemporary, the German mathematician and philosopher Gottfried Leibniz, balked at this idea of absolute space. Take away the various objects that make up the universe, he argued, and “space” no longer holds any meaning. Indeed, Leibniz’s case starts to look a lot stronger once you head out into space, where you can only note your distance from the sun and the various planets, objects that are all moving relative to one another. The only reasonable conclusion, Leibniz argued, is that space is “relational”: space simply isthe set of ever-changing distances between you and those various objects (and their distances from one another), not an “absolute reality.” 2
