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𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐤 𝐄𝐯𝐢𝐥

summary: Leon Kennedy was sent to the Sakamaki mansion under the orders of Tougo Sakamaki. However, the intel he’d received proved to be shocking.

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A/N: This is set in an alternate universe where the T-Virus/Zombie outbreak in Racoon City did happen, but it was quickly stopped and contained. This Leon is basically Resident-Evil-2-Remake Leon. This is honestly just brainrot and me mashing my current two hyperfixations together :3

Booted footsteps rung muted on the velvet entryway. From the details given by his operating agent, Leon was assigned to stay at a well-known Japanese politician’s mansion. The walls had an antique feel to them and the interior felt oddly gothic.

Leon put down his heavy luggage and tactical backpack on one of the sofas in what looks to be the living room. He went over to the fireplace and sure enough, the wood was freshly charred - Someone was currently in the mansion.

The rain raged on. Its droplets hit the windows like they were tiny pellets of rubber. All that protected him was a black leather jacket and prayers that it’d stop raining soon.

He scanned the room looking for anything useful. Was he supposed to wait? Was it rude to go and investigate? Man, he didn’t have to think about the little details back in Racoon City. All he had to do was point and shoo-

“Are you the man that my father sent?” Leon turned around to see a black-haired gentleman with glasses. The gentleman's perfect posture looked like it’d hurt if he tried to recreate it.

Leon scratched his head, “Father-?”

“My apologies, I meant Tougo Sakamaki, the politician. Did he send you?” The glasses guy stressed the word ‘the’. His rubied eyes scanned Leon up and down, raising an eyebrow at the special agent’s rain-damp hair.

“Oh, yeah. I was told that I’m supposed to stay here.” Leon patted his pockets, taking out his covert, international agent ID card reserved for verifications. Hunnigan, his operating agent, told him to keep it at all times, just in case the Japanese authorities needed to see something official.

The man took the card with his gloved hand and carefully inspected it. He looked at the card, then at Leon, then back at the card.

“Hm, this will suffice. I am Reiji Sakamaki, the second son of the Sakamaki family,” Reiji sat down on one of the chairs and gestured for Leon to follow after him. “My father informed me that there’ll be someone special arriving today. That is all the details I know. It said that you were a government agent. May I ask why they’ve sent you? We don’t usually have someone of your occupation in our home.”

He plopped down softly and sat a comfortable distance from Reiji, “My operations person told me that your father assigned me to be here. I thought he’d be home to give me orders.”

“Hmm… Interesting.” Reiji pursed his lips and stayed silent for a bit. “Unfortunately he’s hardly home due to his schedule. Anyhows, it’d be best if we your things sorted so I’ll show you to your roo-“

“Oi Reiji! Where the fuck did you put my basketball?!” Leon hadn't noticed that there was a second floor near him until he saw the staircase leading up. There he saw a certain red-head with a distinct scowl on his face.

By accident, they both locked eyes and suddenly, the red-head stepped back, away from Leon’s view.

“Uh… That's your roomie or something?” Leon politely asked Reiji, who was pinching his nose.

“Brother, actually.”

“Oh? You guys don’t look alike.”

“You don’t say,” Reiji regained his composure like nothing ever happened with the red-head. “Our father is always away, leaving us a family of six. The one you saw just now was Ayato. We all have different mothers. Ayato is part of the triplets, who are hard to miss, and Subaru is a single child.”

Leon counted on his fingers: three fingers for triplets, Subaru is one finger, Reiji occupies one finger… That only totals up to five people-?

“Is there someone else you didn’t mention-?” Leon held his fingers up, displaying five people.

“-Me. He didn’t include me.” Leon was caught off guard by a blonde who sat directly next to him. He propped his loafers up on the sofa’s sides and his pale arms were spread out like he didn’t have a care in the worl-

…Wait.

Leon didn’t recall another person sitting next to him the entire time he was talking to Reiji.

…

“I would’ve included you, but what’s the point in mentioning a good-for-nothing son? You don’t add value nor do you add anything profound to this family, so it’d be a waste to use a mere gram of air to utter your name.” Reiji scoffed and rolled at the messy blonde.

The blonde’s eyes were closed. His eyelids didn’t open a peek at Reiji’s comment. “Heh, value? Profound bullshit? Are you saying Laito adds those things to this family then?”

“Don’t twist my words, Shu.” Reiji said with a gritted jaw.

“And Kanato, does he add anything ‘profound’ to this family?”

“Talkative today, are w-“

Loud, slow claps caught your attention to a fedora guy. It also stopped the bickering between Reiji and this ‘Shu’ guy. The fedora guy’s eyes were quite feline-like and a smirk spanned his face from cheek to cheek.

“Tsk, tsk, look at you two! Fighting like cats and dogs in front of a guest… Where’s the hospitable atmosphere? You two chased it away~” A sing-song tune came from him. Something in Leon’s gut churned. This fedora guy had a strange aura about him.

“Guest? We have a guest?” A short purple-haired boy popped out of nowhere and brought his face dangerously close to Leon’s. “Why is this one male?”

“Uhh… Ask my mom and my chromosomes.” Leon scratched his head in an effort to give him some sort of answer.

A sharp voice came from a corner, “Why’s everything so noisy today?” A sharp-eyed angry-looking guy walked in and stared fedora guy down.

“Oh my, even the loner emerged~!”

The angry-looking guy took an 8-ball out of nowhere and threw it at fedora guy. “Shut your mouth, Laito!”

‘Laito’ narrowly dodged it, then proceeded to stick his tongue out and giggled. “Ooo, feisty as always!”

“Enough!” Reiji raised his voice, making everyone in the room look at him. All except the blonde guy. “Where’s Ayato? He’s the only person missing.”

“Just yell out ‘tits’ and he’ll come running.” The white-haired guy sat on a seat that was close to blondie. Leon made eye contact with him. It didn’t last long.

On the other hand, though he wasn’t looking at him, the purple-haired guy was staring holes into him. It’d burn his skin if the guy’s gaze was made out of lasers.

“-Who said tits?” The red-head made his second appearance and looked at everyone confused. The fedora guy bursted out laughing and it even made blondie smile a little.

Reiji rolled his eyes and scoffed at the red-head. He interlocked his fingers and locked eyes with Leon. “Now then, let’s all be acquainted with our newest guest.”

Introductions were very brief. At least Leon didn’t have to mentally refer to everyone by hair color now. Though, something had been bothering him for a while. When Ayato arrived, he swore he couldn’t hear his footsteps. The same goes for Kanato too. He just popped up out of nowhere and behind him.

And Shu…

Three people without footsteps.

‘Once is an accident, twice is a coincidence, three times is a pattern,’ he thought to himself. Something felt very off with the mansion. He was never this mentally perked in any new location.

Unless, of course, it was a dangerous one.

He made a mental note to tell Hunnigan later.

“Do any of you know my purpose here? I don’t wanna intrude on you all without a good reason.” Leon could feel their stares penetrating his skin. It felt predatory. Their eyes could slice tension clean and cut.

“Maybe you’re our new plaything.” Laito rested his head on Leon’s shoulders, not breaking eye contact with the agent. “Father told you to stay, isn’t that enough of an order?”

Were people outside of Racoon City always this touchy? Hunnigan didn't mention it, so Leon had no idea. If he pushed Laito off, then it might make things more awkward than they already are.

“The order’s way too comfy for someone like me.”

Laito pouted, “Do you like danger then? Chasing, running, trying to survive with nothing more but the barest of hope?”

“Danger is what you expect when you have a job like mine. You don’t really have a choice but to endure and keep going.”

“Fufu… We all like the sound of that, don’t we, dearest brothers?” Laito gave everyone in the room a very vague look; one that Leon couldn’t decipher. It sounded bizarrely sinister, but the true question is: was it?

“Laito…” Reiji spoke up and his tone sounded like it had a warning attached to it. “Dinner will be served soon. In the meantime, make yourself at home and sort out your luggage. Our butler will escort you to your room.”

Leon heard muffled chinks coming from the corner of his eye. Turning around, he saw a middle-aged man carrying his backpack whilst his arms looped around his roughened luggage bag. Leon patted his legs, which doubled as a way to check for any items he’d forgotten, when he got up.

After giving a brief thank-you, he and the butler were off. Their footsteps dissolved into the muted floors of the mansion and the rain had started to calm down.

“He doesn’t know, does he?” Subaru stopped hiding behind his fringe and looked at Reiji.

“None the wiser. When I got the letter from father, I thought we’d be expecting a new sacrificial bride.”

It was clear that none of them knew what was going on, all except Reiji. Ayato clicked his tongue and sat next to Laito, “Heeeh? Doesn’t that guy already know that any human who steps in here might as well be a sacrifice offering? Why did he send someone from the government or has he bonked his head broken?”

“The agent said that he’s on father’s payroll, orders and all. Looks like father found a new game for us to play.” Shu tilted his head in a comfier position. The Eldest’s tired voice came out like buzzy static. Laito hummed with an amused glee and looked in the direction of where Leon and the butler went. Kanato followed his gaze, before looking back to Teddy’s hypnotic gaze.

: ̗̀➛

After the butler put his things on the ground, Leon whipped his head back to say his things, but the older man mysteriously vanished out of view. There was something wrong with this place. He couldn’t put a finger on it, but what didn’t help was the weird disappearing acts everyone kept pulling. It just didn’t make sense that he couldn’t hear their footsteps.

For years at the academy, Leon sighs at the amount of times he was yelled at for being too loud with his footsteps during training.

Yet these guys could do it easy-peasy?

Leon felt something buzzing in his front pocket. A bright notification popped up in his burner phone. “Condor One, do you read me?” It was his support operative, Hunnigan.

“Mhm. What happened?’ Leon texted back.

He sat on the bed and waited for a reply. The text bubbles kept going on and on, like an infinite loop. In the meantime, Leon patted his pants and checked if his combat knife was still in its hidden holster.

Finally, there was a ding.

“We’ve received intel. Apparently, some older folks saw various girls come into that manor. They all ranged in appearances, but most of them were within highschool range.”

“Noted. And? Where’s the ‘and then, something ___ to them’ part?”

“Quick to catch on. Here’s the part where it gets weird: these older folks saw them enter,” Leon read the next part. He had to blink two times to make sure the screen glare wasn’t playing tricks on him.

“-but they never saw the girls leave.”

And so, the night began.

#diabolik lovers #laito sakamaki #subaru sakamaki #shu sakamaki #reiji sakamaki #ayato sakamaki #kanato sakamaki #fanfic #leon kennedy

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samsvenn · 10 months

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2023 update: my hair has grown longer and I miss the curls 🕊️💚 ignore the frizz pls

my mom asked if I wanted to straighten my hair (it lasts for 6 months) and it’s the biggest mistake I’ve made this year :,)

my biggest shocker of 2022 is realizing I have the same hair as Laito

#laito sakamaki #sam murmurs #diabolik lovers #dl

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samsvenn · 11 months

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The female urge of read pegging headcanons with Subaru and his soft girlfriend

𝐒𝐮𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐮 𝐏𝐞𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐇𝐂𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐒𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐫

cw! explicit mature content

to celebrate the milestone of new friends and supporters I have gratefully experienced, i put something very special at the end of the post ;) many thank you's for the support and kindness i've received! hope to write more for this community in the future <3

Praise - You need to make sure that this man is comfortable and prepped before inserting anything in, including your fingers. Praise is a good way to let Subaru know that you’re grateful he’s allowing himself to be vulnerable like this and you may not know it, but he’s THRIVING on the verbal validation. If you need more reasons to verify this, all you have to do is look down, and there it is; twitching painfully for your attention.

You’ll find fang marks below his vermillion border on his lip from trying to quiet himself down. He’s insecure when the insertion starts which is why you have to ease him into being loud rather than tell him “Hey, be louder, you dumb slut”. Hold him, make his pretty teary eyes face you, and let your words echo how good you’re making him feel. And just like that, soon you’ll get your answer in the form of incoherent whimpers which try to form your name.

Neck kisses. As you’re dicking him down with the girthy toy you’ve picked, mark him with neck kisses that lead from his clavicles all the way up to his thyrohyoid or anywhere near the sides of his Adam's apples. You’re not going to let this man breathe and this is one of the ways you’re gonna suffocate him - by letting him know he’s all yours and yours only to play with. Not his brothers, not the Mukamis, him. This speaks a thousand words from a simple action and you’ll never know how deep the action has on Subaru.

Your personality doesn’t match up to what you’re doing to Subaru at all. So when you fuck him against a mirror and all he sees is your innocent face smiling at how good he can be, it riles him up and all the blood goes somewhere. To think that you, someone so virtuous-looking and docile from the outside, are rearranging his insides while spouting all the sweet little words your good little bunny needs will for sure tempt him to steal your underwear and give him that extra ‘kick’ when you’re away.

Hold his head to your shoulders when he’s getting overwhelmed. You can hear every grunt from every thrust he’s taking in when his mouth slacks loose. It’s a pretty sight that becomes even prettier when you tell Subaru how wonderful he looks.

Needs about fifteen minutes of preparation so be sure to be patient and enjoy the flurry of images that come your way. Head back that obviously does not want to face you, parted lips that become more and more static as you describe how he clenches around your fingers and a body that’s been built to tear humans from flesh to cartilage, now at your fingertips to do with what you see fit.

Pet names make him go crazy. You’re showing that you own his entire being and showcasing your love verbally as you fill his ass up with plastic? He’s a bidder and he’s sold.

Likes when you put on your “sweet voice” and likes it even better when you’re on the thin line between teasing and being genuine. There’s this duality between who you are outside the doors and inside but when he can’t tell who’s who and has to depend on his senses, his legs are spread far wider than previous.

“Dearest, I know you can finish one more round. My sweet cherub, I’d like for you to see how good you make me feel when you yearn for me. And believe me, you do.”

Subaru’s masochism comes out when you treasure him. But don’t mistake this as you needing to be gentle with the man. Being sweet ≠ being gentle. You could destroy him, make him beg for you, only look at his eyes as his orgasm nears and his mouth is nothing but an echo box of pleas for you to not leave him alone while murmurs of him being the only one you need flood his ears and tear him apart in pieces that your strap-on can’t.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞𝐭𝐲

#diabolik lovers #dialovers #diahell #subaru sakamaki #sub au #nsfw

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samsvenn · 11 months

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me and the baes when THAT part in Unlimited Blood comes on:

#diabolik lovers #diahell #shu sakamaki #subaru sakamaki #ayato sakamaki #MAZARIAU 🙇‍♀️🪩💃

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samsvenn · 11 months

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my writerussy SLAYED with this AU

𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐩 𝐀𝐮

I’ve watched Groundhogs Day and played Good Job! They’re both pieces of media that are centered around time. I got to say, I now have a new flow of inspiration running through me! If you don’t know what Groundhogs Day is, it’s basically a movie where the MC lives through the same day over, and over, and over again; essentially being stuck in a time loop.

The world of Diabolik Lovers is always fun to poke around so delving into this is hopefully gonna be equally entertaining to mess around in (๑˃ᴗ˂)ﻭ

I feel as if this TimeLoop!AU can really bring some angst, comfort or sadism depending on the Reader, aka you!

thanks to @lovely-oh-so-lovelyyui as one of the things that helped inspire this AU \(^ヮ^)/

Premise

It all started back in your first week. You don’t know a lot about the men you were living with. You’ve heard from the second eldest that you’re not the first to walk through these diluted halls, nor will you be the last. It was ominous for sure, but after they bore their fangs on the first day, you’ve come to realize the dire situation you’re in.

Karlheinz, being more of the scientist type than he is the kingly cliché, had an idea for a new type of setting, and unfortunately, you were going to be the first one to demonstrate it, albeit unknowingly and unwillingly. When you died at the hands of Subaru caused by a meaningless argument, something strange happens. You awoke in the same bedroom you’ve grown to resent, yet there’s something odd about the ‘dream’ you’ve experienced. You were by no means a professional at inducing lucid dreams, but that was the most probable answer you could come up with to explain the uncanny feeling of having your hyoid bone snapped. When you reach over to be greeted by the blue light of your phone, the time and date read: "March 17, 5:27 PM", the same date and time that you woke up in your 'dream'.

Two weeks pass after that incident - the foggy memory of being choked hasn't left your lobes completely, but it's nearing there. It would've gone smoother, had you not died again. This time, it was caused by refusing any of Ayato's egocentric advances of being his "personal cumslut" after walking in on you, fresh out of the shower. And just like that, you're back to the same cursed day of March 17, 5:27 PM, a date you'll soon grow tired of.

Karlheinz has put you, The Reader, in a time loop where every time you die, you end up going back to one week after your arrival in the house. No matter how far you are into your current timeline or how many secrets you've dug out, the moment you die, the chess board has been reset, along with all of your progress with it. Every kiss, every scar, every horror, every single thing has been re-positioned into how they were previously. None of the boys remember anything from the previous timelines so any intimate relations you had before have been erased. You are essentially in the same position as Karlheinz, but without any of the power and strength, only the knowledge and cognition.

How will you use this newfound revelation of yours? Will you study one specific boy and drag him through hell and back?

Will you seduce and seclude a DiaBoy mentally, making him entirely dependent on you, using what you've learned from the previous time-loops against him?

Will you exact revenge on the very people who were so intent on making every single second of your stay miserable?

How will you hurt them? How will you go about this? How will you deal with your new life at the Vampires' manors after this revelation?

So many options, not-so-little time.

#timeloop au #diabolik lovers

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samsvenn · 11 months

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hiii! love your writing sm! could you write about shu, reiji and subaru and just something ominous about them? not like a headcanons, but like those books where they make you wonder “wait huh 😧” thanks and appreciate you!! 💙🤍

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CWs: insults, strangulation/choking, drugging, victim complex

shu

The violin string felt icy cold around your neck, despite the burning sensation of its thinness beginning to slice open tears. Red beadlets adorned and contrasted the white string. Shu’s hands didn’t show any signs of hesitation and mercy. In his deluded mind, this was a necessary evil he had to commit in order for you to understand what you did wrong.

“I knew you were a whore, but really? Subaru? You’d take that premature thug over me?” Shu looked down at you, his voice as cold and void as the violin string.

To think this was all over you laughing at Subaru’s crude jokes about Reiji. You two were in the kitchen - your body had been demanding more food since Shu’s feedings always left you faint. There was a change in him. One that you weren’t too particular in finding out, for now. Subaru crossed paths with you, sputtering foul comments about none other than Reiji.

Some of them made you laugh. Subaru noticed as well, so he was encouraged to make more. In the corner of your eye, that’s when you saw a tall, shadowed figure standing from afar.

A churn in your stomach knew who it was, but your brain was praying that it wasn’t him: Shu.

He knew you couldn’t speak. The tension was way too strong. You tried to utter something out, but to no avail.

The Eldest cocked his head downwards and sighed. “I can’t trust anything that comes out of that mouth of yours. If your screeching didn’t turn me on, I’d asked Kanato to sew it up close by now.” Loosening his grip, he ran his thumb against your lips, stopping every half a centimetre before moving on.

“If you think there’s anything stopping me from putting you to a grave, try and test me. It’ll be nothing but pure entertainment for me in the long run.”

Shu wrapped the string around his slender fingers and tightened it again. You swore that you felt something dripping down your neck, but the lack of oxygen was depraving you of your senses.

“Pathetic. I thought you’d last longer.” He chuckled and just like that, you were out cold and plopped hard on his hardwood floors.

reiji

“Hmm… Seeing you somewhat coherent, I should’ve increased the dosage. You’re not at all in tremendous pain, which is quite disappointing.” He flicked your forehead hard, causing tears to swell up in your eyes.

You don’t remember how you ended up in this predicament, but if you had a guess, Shu probably looked at you for far too long and then you ate something. And knowing Reiji, that was probably enough for all of this to happen.

“W-What… did y-you do..?” You coughed out and tried to stand, but only your hands could offer some kind of support.

“You’re far too smart to not have an idea and far too dumb to keep getting yourself in repeated trouble.” His back turned away from you. He took a tall beaker and held it above his head. You were right about one thing - Whatever you ate last was what got you here.

Reiji took off his glasses and massaged the temples of his head, ruining his slicked hair. “Is this a cry for attention? Or do you sincerely like it when other men give you attention? I’d demand an answer, but getting it out of you my way is a guaranteed method for you to tell the truth.”

He knelt down, his black blazer almost touching the floor. That’s when you heard metal clinking. “Chains?”, you thought to yourself.

Like a messed up greek comedy, you were semi-right.

“A muzzle should fit you perfectly,” It was made out of leather with an iron strap at the back. “I don’t know what’s compelling me, but I don’t want to hear your excuses just yet. If you want to cry out, you should’ve cried out my name when my brothers approach you.” Reiji knew he was going completely out of line. There was no logical reason for him to be this frenzied.

Emotions were never logical.

Especially jealousy and a constant inferiority complex.

subaru

“YOU THINK I’D JUST EASILY FORGIVE YOU?!” The Youngest hurled a wooden chair at you. By some miracle of God, you managed to dodge it. Barely. The wood broke into shards and splinters, some of which scathing your skin, and the minuscule other unfortunately penetrating your skin layers.

You didn’t have time to wince, as he threw white porcelain around like they were water balloons. They didn’t hurt him, his skin was thick in all the ways metaphorical, but they for sure were going to hurt you in all the ways physical.

Ruby eyes lit up iridescent ‘neath the moonlit room. You didn’t know if Subaru was going to choke himself first in his huffs and breaths, or if the choking would stem from his shaking hands around your neck. “YOU THINK HE’S BETTER THAN ME, DON’T YOU?!” The ‘He’ in question was Kou.

Subaru himself didn’t understand what was making him so riled up. His throat felt like they were stomped on by metal boots when Kou began whispering to your ear. It felt like there was tiny, rhymatic walking of a centipede marching under his skin when Kou kept hogging your gaze. Was the problem really Kou? Hard, booming punches cracked cement walls.

As you stared at Subaru, his anger didn’t subside, rather it grew.

Somehow, he knew that you were currently thinking of Kou. Although you were thinking about how he may be the cause of his dooming anger, without context, the fact that you were thinking about another man made his stomach twist and turn.

“FINE! I GET IT! YOU THINK I CAN’T FIND ANOTHER FOOD SOURCE?! HA!” Subaru felt his throat growing raw. “YOU PICKED ME! SO WHY ARE YOU GOING TO THAT FUCKING MUKAMI?!”

Behind this rage, you saw a sensitive little boy who waited patiently every dew for his mother to look down from the prison tower. You saw a little boy who knew how to make flower crowns out of any flower, but chose not to because his rosy cheeks lit up pink if anyone knew.

You saw a little boy who was ready to be loved, and the apple didn’t fall far from the tree, as he had mentally imprisoned himself in his mother’s yearning for love; the same way a certain man had imprisoned her.

Yet, the little boy was nowhere to be seen.

All that your eyes could see was a red-eyed man stepping closer and closer. His footsteps were silent, and his anger finally stopped making noise. The Youngest’s frame loomed over you and without a hitch, your sense of mortality did too.

You’ve met with a terrible fate, haven’t you?

#diabolik lovers #diabolik lovers fandom #diahell #dl #rejet #subaru sakamaki #shu sakamaki #reiji sakamaki #sakamaki #writing

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samsvenn · 11 months

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no one’s been saying this shit abt yui for ages now 😭😭 bffr most of the new fandom likes her even in place like tt or ig

you’re really getting sweaty over a tumblr post about a fictional character

#sam murmurs

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samsvenn · 11 months

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One year anniversary! 🥰🍰

Thank you so much to the peeps who have watched me grow as a person, writer and account. Even though my account was dead for some months, I still appreciate the people and blogs who inspired me to write and keep going.

I sincerely thank everyone for everything that has happened and one of the biggest things I’m thankful for is that throughout the entire time my blog has been active, there hasn’t been one negative comment that’s reached my inbox. I am so happy and proud to be in a community so loving with people so supportive and caring.

Much love and peace to all of you! 💙💙💙

#1 year tumblrversary #tumblr milestone #sam murmurs #diabolik lovers

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samsvenn · 11 months

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Defending Yui

Throughout the years, especially in the early ones, people have been making fun of Yui for being “meek”, “dumb”, “air-headed” and countless more. Granted these people have probably never read, played or watched every DL–related media and have better things to do.

Unfortunately, I don’t. I have way too much time and not enough motivation. Because of that, in this post, I’ll be explaining why Yui survived to the point where she’s gotten and whether or not Cordelia’s heart had a factor in her survival.

First off, Cordelia’s heart - Yui’s chances exponentially increased because of her special blood and the circumstances that surround it. Recall in the games and anime that Karl specifically said to the Brothers to not kill her off at least not immediately.

Note that I said increased. Despite his orders, in HDB and MB, Yui has died in several endings. Meaning even though her blood is a specialty that has been the biggest contributing factor for her surviving the horrors of the DL brothers and one of her biggest defenses, it still isn’t enough to ensure that she lives.

Because of this, it has led me to believe that the reason for Yui’s survival isn’t her blood, but rather her personality.

Yui’s patience and understanding character is so inhumanly powerful, because it showed that she was willing to give each and every DL boy a chance at redeeming themselves. This is where the ‘air-headed’, ‘dumb’ and other similar comments come into play. Most of these comments target her for being naive, ignorant, gullible and ‘too-trusting’.

But I think what they failed to see was that she didn’t have a choice.

She knew that there was no way for her to escape the manors, especially since each DL boy has reminded her of that fact in their respective routes. Yet instead of letting this bring her down, she instead chose to be determined to persevere and make the best out of nothing. The same comments that degrade and mock her are the same comments that whine or fetishise the DL boys to death.

There are studies on how optimistic people are more resilient to stress and other factors that are associated with being a hazard to mental health.

Yui never gave up on looking for the positive in a sea full of negatives, and I think that’s why she survived.

It sounds cheesy, but it’s why her mental health didn’t deteriorate and why she was able to make decisions that ultimately helped in her favor.

If you want to see Yui’s best display of her strengths and patience, I think Yuma and Kou’s MB route are the best examples :)

studies and articles that are relevant to this

optimism and survival: does an optimistic outlook predict better survival at advanced ages?

Optimism and Its Impact on Mental and Physical Well-Being

Optimism is associated with exceptional longevity in 2 epidemiologic cohorts of men and women

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