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fallingdownhell · 11 months

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Hello. I don't know if you take requests but if you don't please ignore this. If you do can you please make a fic with Vanitas and Noè (separately) when reader wakes up after a hot night with them and she sees the scars that she left on his back with her nails. Because she feels bad she cuts her nails short but she loved them long. The boys know that and they notice. How are they comforting reader? And how fast are they noticing? Before another night or only after some hours? How do they take the initiative? (I don't know if this makes any sense. If there are spelling errors I'm sorry. English is not my first language.) Anyway I love your work and your writing. Sorry for the long ask. Again you can ignore it if you don't like this idea. P.S.-Please make it a scenario and not headcanons. (Again. Sorry for the inconvenience and I hope I didn't annoy you. Have a good day.) 🤗

You're good, no need to apologize for anything.

I quite like your request, even though I had a bit of a difficult time making it a scenario rather than headcanons, but I think it turned out okay. Hope you think so as well!

Also, you kept referring to reader as 'she' in your ask, so I went ahead and made this with a female reader in mind. Hope that is okay with you

Characters: Vanitas; Noé

Content: female reader (she/her pronouns); established relationship; suggestive but nothing explicit; use of nicknames (princess, good girl)

Word count: 1,9k words

Hope you enjoy and thank you for your request!<3

Vanitas

You wished you had the ability to turn back time..

Then you could go back a few hours and unsee this image, so the guilt you were feeling right now would stop eating away at you. But as things were right now, you couldn't seem to take your eyes off of your boyfriends back, naked as he stood in the kitchen of your home, making coffee for the both of you.

More specifically, you couldn't tear your eyes away from the scratch marks your nails left all over his back, some even on his upper arm.

You felt incredibly bad for doing this to him, thinking that it must have hurt him quite bad. Why didn't he say anything to you? You MUST have hurt him with this. Why didn't he tell you to stop? Did he not notice? No, he must have. But then... why?

You just couldn't wrap your head around this while also feeling the guilt and shame for doing it. You were so deep in your thoughts you hadn't noticed that you started nipping on your nails. When you did finally notice though, was when an idea came into your mind...

"Here..", your boyfriend, who was now suddenly standing in front of you, said as he held the coffee mug in front of your face. You thanked him as you took it from him, taking a sip to let the bitterness wake you up.

Vanitas sat down next to you on the couch, making himself comfortable then pulled you into his lap. You noticed that he still wasn't wearing a shirt, all his scars caused by you perfectly visible.

Maybe this idea wasn't so bad after all, even though you really weren't happy with it..

Vanitas, who noticed a while ago how deep in thought you seemed to be today, leanded forward a bit to place a gentle kiss onto your shoulder.

"What's the matter, princess? Can't get last night out of your head?"

You just know he had a smirk on his lips even though you couldn't see him right now. You thought about just telling him, but something in you kept you from doing so.

"Kinda, yes..", you admitted instead, giving him a half-truth. He seemed to be satisfied with your answer, leaving you alone after this, enjoying the morning in your presence.

After he left for the day, you pondered a bit more about wether you should really cut your nails or not. You quite liked your long nails and didn't want to part from them, but if the price was hurting Vanitas when you two were getting intimate... that wasn't something you were willing to give up.

So, with a heavy heart, you went into the bathroom and got the scissors, getting to work.

It was hard for you, watching yourself cut them to a much shorter length, but you kept telling yourself over and over that it had to be done. After all, you didn't want to be responsible of hurting him during such a vulnerable time, you didn't want him to just remember a bad time with you every time you got intimate.

After you were done cutting your nails, you decided to put some colour on them if you were already in the process, so why not make them look pretty, at least.

In the end, you were quite satisfied with your end results, even though it felt quite unusual now. Grabbing and holding things now felt entirely different to you, even though you only shortened your nails a bit.

Oh well, nothing you wouldn't get used to within a few days..

That day, when Vanitas returned to your home, you were waiting for him, sitting in the living room and reading a book while waiting. As you heard the door, you abandoned the book and went to greet him.

"Hey, welcome back!", you said, going in for a hug. But as it seemed, Vanitas had differents plans. Instead of induldging you with your affection, he altered your course, pulling you into a kiss that became heated rather quickly.

You were surprised by the turn of events but were quick to melt into his touch, grabbing onto his shoulders as you put one leg around his waist.

At that, your boyfriend deepened the kiss, holding your face in place with both of his hands. You sighed into the kiss, the sound getting swallowed by him.

One of your hands then went into his hair, gripping him tight. You felt your nails scrap against his skin there, but as they were quite shorter now, they shouldn't hurt him anymore.

Vanitas broke off the kiss, breathing heavily. "Something feels different..", he said but then immediately attacked your neck with kisses and bites so that you didn't have a chance to think about his words.

Then, the next second, you were suddenly lifted up from the ground and carried over to the bedroom, where your back hit the mattress. Only a second after, Vanitas was above you, having already gotten rid of his coat and shirt, leaving his upper body bare.

He looked down at you for a few moments, his expression serious but still loving when looking at you, before he dove down onto your neck again.

A surprised yelp escaped your mouth and you gripped onto his shoulders at the sudden feeling, but the action only made him retract from you again.

Confused, you wanted to ask him what was wrong, but before you had the chance to do so, he suddenly grabbed one of your hands, holding it in front of his face.

"Why did you cut your nails?", he asked, sounding almost offended at the realization.

"...because they were too long."

"I thought you liked them that way."

"I do, but.. I was hurting you.."

After confessing to it, you turned your head to the side, not wanting to see his reaction. It took Vanitas a few seconds, but when he connected the dots in his head, he couldn't help the smile that formed on his lips.

"Oh baby..", he said, leaning down to you, taking your chin in his hand, making you look at him. "You didn't have to do that. I quite like it when you scratch all over my back. It's like you're marking your territory, just as I'm doing to you right now."

He latched onto your neck again, sucking a dark, purple spot where his lips connected with your skin.

"Now, promise me that you'll never cut them this short again. You're taking away one of my biggest pleasures from me."

He made you look at him again, and you could clearly tell just how serious he was about this. He actually did enjoy it when you scratch him up..

Not being able to answer, you simply nod and he smiles down at you. "Good girl", he says as he dives down again. Seems like this night is far from over...

Noé

Now this man.. he is absolutely obsessed with you. He is so whipped for you, he would do anything that you ask of him, no questions whatsoever from his side.

If someone were to ask him what he likes most about you, he would look at them with the most straight, neutral expression before saying "Everything", like it's the most obvious answer in the entire universe.

And he means it, he likes everything about you. He has no specific preferences or anything, he just wants you and him to be comfortable with each other, at all times. That also includes when the two of you are getting intimate with each other.

He doesn't have any strong dislikes, he's open to try pretty much anything with you, but he'll tell you when he feels uncomfortable with something. And obviously, he expects you to do the same with him, as well. After all, he wouldn't want to be the reason why you felt unwell around him, especially during such a time.

He noticed early on, when you started getting intimate with each other, that you had a habit of scratching him a bit. He honestly didn't mind it too much. Sure, it hurt a bit, but it wasn't unbearable and he soon found that he actually kinda liked it. It felt like you were putting your claim on him this way, so he wore those scars proudly.

And since your lovemaking was quite regular, he never was without a mark from you, which he quite enjoyed, even though they were usually hidden from sight and only he knew they were there in the first place.

That was until about a week ago. He started to notice that every time you were gripping onto him tightly, boring your nails into his skin, you soon willed yourself to loosen your grip on him.

At first he tried not to think anything of it. Even as the old scars started to fade but no new ones were coming to replace them, he kept his mouth shut, thinking that this was probably just some sort of weird phase and everything would go back to normal soon enough.

But today, when things were getting heated between the two of you again, and he noticed that your grip on him felt different from usual, he finally put a hold to things.

After confirming his suspicion that, indeed, you had cut your nails, he made you sit with him and explain your reason for doing so. It took some time and persuasion from him, but eventually, you let up and told him about how you felt.

How you felt guilty and bad ever since you first saw the scratches you left on his back. How you felt bad for hurting him and that you figured he just never said anything because he didn't want to hurt your own feelings. That he would rather suffer through this than to see you hurt from his words.

To be perfectly honest, Noé was quite disappointed. Not with you, but with himself. It seemed he wasn't communicating with you enough. He failed to tell you how much he came to enjoy you marking him up this way.

So, he was making up on that now, telling and reassuring you that you were not hurting him at all, and that he actually liked when you did that.

At first, you didn't believe him, thinking that he was only saying this to make you feel better about yourself. Maybe you should have just believed him..

Because somehow, your persistance in not believing him made some sort of switch flip inside him, making him feel like he had to prove it to you in some other way then..

That night, he ravaged you like he never had before. Every time you tried to loosen your grip on him, he grabbed you hands, held them in place and told you, commanded you, to dig your nails in, that he can take it and that he WANTS you to do it.

The next morning, you are littered in his own marks all over your body but you were beyond satisfied. This was the best night you had ever had with him. Not to say that you were unsatisfied with him, but maybe you should push him like that more often if that was his reaction to it..

After that, you were convinced of his arguments and you let your nails grow back again.

Once they were back to there original lenght, Noé took it upon himself to kiss each and every knuckle on your hands, keeping eye contact with you the entire time

"Prepare yourself, princess. We have a lot to catch up on.."

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thewritetofreespeech · 5 months

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Ello!! Is it alright if I request a vamp! Fem or gender neutral reader with Vanitas?? I have a small prompt. The two bicker alot, but what happens when the reader gets injured and refuses to drink blood to help themselves, and Vanitas is genuinely worried about them?? Sorry if this is too long. Have a wonderful day/night!!

They had barely made it out with their heads still on. [Y/N] barricading the door while Vanitas looked for something to make it more secure. “There. That should hold it.” He announced, with a slight pant, after he had shoved a bookcase, two end tables, and any other junk he could find in this abandoned shack of a villa to keep the Curse Bearer at bay.

“I’ve never seen one act so violently.” [Y/N] replied. Their eyes still bright red from the fight. As crimson as the blood staining their shirt where they had sliced them with their great, sharp spines.

“Yeah. I don’t think we’ll be able to save this one.” Vanitas commented solemnly. “We’ll have to get its name back to stop it, but the chances of them coming out seem pretty low.”

[Y/N] sighed, afraid of that but aware of the outcome, then swayed a little as they took a step to sit down. “You ok?”

“Yes. Just a little light headed.” They replied.

“You’re still bleeding, hn?” Vanitas commented. Following behind them as they sat down. “I thought you would have healed up by now.”

“So did I. The fight and flight must have taken a lot out of me.” Vampire were incredibly resilient, but had their limitations. Fatigue, hunger, overexertion, could lead to a decline in the healing process, like any living thing. Normally this wouldn’t be a problem for [Y/N], and they would take the slow path to getting better. However, the situation they were in was not one best suited for ‘the slow path’. Their enemy could find them at any minute. It wouldn’t take much to break down their barricade and slaughter them if they wanted. They would need to get out of here, quickly, if they wanted to survive.

“Do you want me to help you?” Vanitas asked. To which [Y/N] scoffed.

“I didn’t know you knew first aid.”

“No I mean….”

He began to gesture awkwardly. It took [Y/N] a minute to realize what he was ‘saying’ and when they realized they were shocked. “I’m not drinking your blood Vanitas.”

“Why not?”

“Why not?!” They repeated. Shocked further that they would even ask such a question. “Because aside from it being illegal, it’s also incredibly inappropriate and….intimate.”

“It’s only illegal if I say no.” Vanitas corrected them. “And I’m offering it to you. Look, do you want to get out of here or not?”

“I think we can get out of here without me resorting to barbarism.” [Y/N] retorted. Voices getting raised.

“Yeah, cause you did a fine job of getting us out of here earlier.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?!”

“It means you couldn’t get us out of here when you were at top percent at the start. Now you’re injured! And you think you’re just magically going to help get us out of here with your positive attitude and morals!”

“You were in my way! I didn’t see you helping any back there!”

“That’s why I’m helping now!” Vantias hand smacked against the wall behind their head. His usually slim frame suddenly towered over [Y/N] in an intimidating way, as he pulled back his bow tie & shirt to expose his neck. “Take my blood!”

[Y/N] sat there in surprise. Their face flush at the situation, but also with the hammering sound of their heartbeat in their ears. It had been years since they had had fresh blood. They really did mean it when they said they thought it was barbarism. But there was a part of them, deep down, that always would crave it. A base instinct that lingered under the surface. A dark whisper, almost like Naenia’s, that beckoned them to take his blood.

Slowly, shyly, they leaned forward towards Vanitas’s neck. To his credit, he did not move. In fact he only flinched a little bit when their fangs pierced his skin. The warm, rich flow of blood trickled down their tongue and down their throat. Making them feel like they had never been warm in their life until this moment.

They suddenly realized why some rouge vampires became addicted to this. They suddenly realized what all the fuss was about.

“T-That’s enough [Y/N]…” Vanitas called out to them and pushed [Y/N] back. His turn to swoon a little bit now. “It won’t do us any good if I can’t walk out of here now.”

“Oh…I guess you’re right….” They suddenly felt embarrassed that they had lost themselves in the moment. Then they looked down and realized that all their injuries were healed. “I think I’m all right now. Better even. Better than new.”

“That’s nice.” Vanitas replied, before he slumped down beside them. “I just need to sit for a bit. Then we can try to make a break for it.”

“I’m sorry. Did I….-“You didn’t do anything wrong.” Vanitas butt in. “I just need to sit for a minute.”

They sat in silence. Listening to the stone flinch around them in their cubby hole. It was the quietest moment they had never had together. They never spoke of what happened again.

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taintedbenevolence · 9 months

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Yandere!Vanitas - General Headcanons + Scenario

MINORS DNI

Pairing: Yandere!Vanitas x Fem!Reader Theme: You've captured Vanitas's undivided attention, and at first, it's nothing more than a lighthearted, romanticized bond. Over time, though, you start to realize that his interest in you has far more serious connotations than you initially thought.

TW (Trigger Warnings): Unhealthy, obsessive/possessive behavior, manipulation, stalking, kidnapping, drugging, mentions of murder.

𓆩⟡𓆪 You were traveling to Paris alongside Noé in the same airship. The two of you were well acquainted with the time given to chat aboard.

𓆩⟡𓆪 You were also present when Amelia "confirmed" herself as a vampire. When she tried to latch onto you, Vanitas emerged from the window, pinning you to the ground instead of Amelia.

𓆩⟡𓆪 After a few seconds of staring, he shook his head, turning around. He then let you go, chasing after the curse-bearer as you ran away.

𓆩⟡𓆪 After disembarking the airship, you'd long since forgotten the raven-haired doctor, and you had by now settled in the Hôtel Chouchou, staying in a comfortable, spacious room.

𓆩⟡𓆪 Every week, a newspaper would be left on the doormat of your door to pick up. And usually, it was simply about vampires rampaging through the city. It might've been offputting, but you shrugged it off, hoping the "Chasseurs" would deal with it.

𓆩⟡𓆪 However, this time around, it was about a blue glow seen in a building not far from the hotel you resided in. Reports said traces of vampires remained there and a certain grimoire had been spotted.

𓆩⟡𓆪 You turned around the page, and you saw a white piece of paper, that contained a signature. Dante, it read. Apparently, this "Dante" had left you this piece.

𓆩⟡𓆪 Upon exiting the hotel, a redhead called you, and he introduced himself as Dante, the one who left you the piece of paper that morning.

𓆩⟡𓆪 The two of you talked for a while, and he left eventually, leaving you with the message that you should be careful and that he suggested you go to the hotel early before sundown given the recent vampire surges.

𓆩⟡𓆪 You decided to accept his advice, and things went rather normal for about a week or two, the vampire attacks diminishing slightly over the course of said time.

𓆩⟡𓆪 One night, however, you had exited late from a meeting in a particular estate. Due to business affairs, you'd come to deal with a couple of matters elsewhere, and you had to stay far from the hotel you'd go to early before it was dark.

𓆩⟡𓆪 You were walking through the streets when a velvet fog started to surround you, a deep, low growl filling the ambiance. Holding your bag close to your chest, you trudged forward carefully, letting out a scream when a dark, fanged creature lunged towards you.

𓆩⟡𓆪 Now, this had marked the second time a vampire had attempted to bite you—a curse bearer no less. You were sure that you were not escaping this time, and you'd most likely die. You closed your eyes, heart racing, a part of you hoping you'd live.

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Your footsteps were light and quick, beads of sweat running down your face. It was unusually quiet, more so than it normally was, and it was growing to be unsettling by the minute with the fog that crept upon the floor tiles that you walked on.

Lamposts' lights flickered on occasion, adding to the eerieness of your current position. Nevertheless, your face remained calm and poised, your breaths quiet and paced. The only unnerving sounds in the ambiance were occasional, deep growls that came from an unknown source.

It sounded almost like said growls belonged to an animal, but, you highly doubted such growls would be heard in a city district of all places. Still, you could only walk forth, looking back a few times to make sure nothing was following you.

It was when you bumped into a ruffled, soft figure that you looked up, meeting the burning gaze of what you could only identify as a vampire. A curse-bearer. It horrified you. A nervous laugh left your lips, your eyes rather.. wide, as you stepped back slowly, a chill running down your spine.

You gulped, making a run for it, your arm being tightly grasped as you writhed, your effort being in vain as you felt the teeth of the vampire begin to graze your skin. You closed your eyes, tears beginning to prick the corners of your eyes.

But the pain doesn't come. Not the physical one, anyways.

You feel a sudden push, and an all-consuming blue light surrounds the area as the vampire hisses, most likely not content now that its prey has escaped. You manage to see a tall man dressed in black, and—

Wait.

Something is.. oddly familiar about this individual. Taking a closer look, you remember back when you were on the airship, and this same individual had broken in through the observation gallery.

"Remember me, darling?"

Not long after, the vampire seems to have been cured and it's passed out. The man turns over to you, a smirk on his face as he kneels down to your fallen figure. "I suppose it's time for proper introductions, no?"

You're bewildered by this man's actions. He has his gloved hand extended, and you reluctantly take it as you stare. "You.. you were the one who broke in through the gallery in the airship!" you exclaim, and the man covers your mouth with his gloved hand.

"It's a bit late, mademoiselle, I'd recommend you lower your voice," he says, his index finger over his lips as a signal to tell you to be quiet. "And please, don't mention that. Standing behind prison bars once is enough of an unpleasant experience."

You furrow your brows as you fix up your pea coat that's been adjusted, and you let out a sigh. "So, who exactly are you?" you ask with an accusatory tone. The man flashes a bright smile as he chuckles. "My name is Vanitas—I'm a doctor specializing in vampires."

A doctor specializing in vampires..?

"...Alright then," you respond, shaking the doctor's hand. "What about you? You seem like a modest woman," Vanitas asks, smiling gently at you. "Y/N. Y/N L/N," you answer. "Pleasure to make your acquaintance."

"If I may ask, what's a fine lady like yourself doing out at these hours?" the doctor asks, walking with you aimlessly around the city. "To put it simply, I had business affairs, leading me a bit further than I usually go. I left late," you answered.

"I see," Vanitas hums. "Do you fancy a cup of coffee, then?" he says, smiling. You nod, smiling. "How about we keep talking for a while and I then walk you back to your hotel?" the doctor invites. "Sure," you accept, complying with the raven-haired male.

The two of you form mundane chatter along the way to a nearby café shop, where you're able to (luckily) find yourselves a seat together. "Late-night couple walks?" the waiter asks, and you shake your head rapidly, a red hue tainting your face. "No, we've only just met."

Vanitas laughs, as he pokes your shoulder. "That's what they all say, don't they?" he muses, delighted as you face-palm in embarrassment. "What can I get for you two, then?" the waiter interrupts, smiling.

"Just a cup of coffee," you say, a smile curving your lips. "Make that two," Vanitas adds, the waiter nodding as he walks away with the small notepad in hand. You sigh, stretching as you feel the evening breeze pass by.

"Are you liking Paris, Y/N?" the doctor asks, as you snap your head in his direction, facing him. "It's lovely, I'd say," you answer. "I've never been here, but, smooth sailing so far." The doctor nods, and he turns in the direction of the streets, his eyes focused on the sky.

Soon enough, the waiter returns with both of your cups of coffee, and you murmur thanks, the waiter leaving the two of you in peace. "You like the stars?" you ask, taking a sip from your coffee. Vanitas shakes his head, smiling.

"It's not the stars I'm looking at," he muses, sighing lightly. "The moon.. that's what stands out to me." You stare as if lost in a daze. "The moon...?" you murmur. "That brings to question, Y/N," Vanitas begins.

"Have you ever heard the tale of the Vampire of the Blue Moon?"

You slowly tilt your head. "Doesn't.. ring a bell," you answer. "I'll do you a favor and retell you the story then," the doctor says. "Retell?" you interrupt. "That vampire—Noé Archiviste—was on the same airship you boarded, was he not?" Vanitas says.

He was a vampire?...

"He was searching for my grimoire, and he even took the time to tell the story about my past's origins in a dramatic way," he states. "I'd applaud him for the effort—it made my entrance far more enigmatically ornamented."

"How come I've never heard about it, though?" you asked. "Don't ask me, you had your head in the clouds. Maybe you saw something you liked," Vanitas stated, smirking. "Like me."

"I don't love you, we've only just met a few moments prior," you said, shifting uncomfortably. "I barely even know you." Vanitas then chuckled, taking a sip from his coffee, facing you. His blue eyes shone bright, and his expression took a malevolent contortion. He laughed, a dark smirk adorning his expression.

"You may not know me, but darling, I know you far too well."

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𓆩⟡𓆪 A part of you hopes he's joking when he says that, but you know it's not likely. You try to brush it off as him being a flirt or such as you continue talking throughout the night until you both finish your coffee.

𓆩⟡𓆪 As agreed upon, Vanitas guides you to your hotel, happy to tell you that he also has a room within the Hôtel Chouchou. You then bid him good night, and head to sleep after a long shower.

𓆩⟡𓆪 But he doesn't go to sleep. He's.. entranced. This isn't like Jeanne, he thinks. He believes fully this time without any sort of lie or deception that you are the one for him.

𓆩⟡𓆪 And so he opens his window, climbing out, and silently treading upon the roof until he finds your room from the outside. His blue eyes scan your sleeping form entirely as he descends slowly and carefully.

𓆩⟡𓆪 He opens your window, making no noise, seeing your chest rise up and down rhythmically as you breathe silently, your eyes shut tight. He looks at you and god does he think he's finally seen an angel.

𓆩⟡𓆪 However, he knows that something about the way he feels.. isn't exactly right. It doesn't seem healthy but to him? He really couldn't care less right now. He's got a newly found plaything to toy with, he's not letting you go.

𓆩⟡𓆪 Now, Vanitas isn't one to fall in love with just about anyone—and this would also apply to your case, because he knows that truthfully, he's not in love, he's obsessed and he loves it despite being painfully aware of how unhealthy this could be for both you and him.

𓆩⟡𓆪 Yet he's willing to throw everything away for a mere desire that festered in his heart. He feels like a heart-struck lunatic, but he revels in that fact. At least, the dark crevices of his mind and heart does.

𓆩⟡𓆪 The next day, you find him delivering you some breakfast though he's merely been watching you sleep since last night. You find it a bit strange, but he says he's just doing both you and the others a favor.

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"Vanitas...?" you murmur, yawning. "What are you doing in my room?" The vampire doctor smiles at you as he hands you a plate with food. "I'm doing you a favor." You blink twice, before slowly turning down to look at the food on your plate.

Vanitas hands you silverware, smiling at you. "Eat up," he says, nudging your shoulder. You look at the omelet served on your plate, and you hear a small rumble from your stomach. "That's your cue," Vanitas chuckles, as he reaches for his coat he'd left overnight to not be overly clothed whilst he observed you.

It was a better (and fresher) option to take off his coat throughout his.. "visit." He fiddled with his gloved fingers, happy to see you'd chowed down what he'd prepared. "I take it you liked it, huh?" the doctor said, walking over to you. "It tastes great," you said. "Thank you for doing this."

Vanitas only chuckled, taking your plate. "Don't mention it," he said, leaving it in a nearby sink. "Do you want to go outside for a walk?" You tilt your head, a smile forming on your lips. "Are you asking me out?" you laugh. "Do you accept my invitation is the question," Vanitas responds. "But it can be a date if that's what you want."

You shake your head, laughing. "I was merely joking," you reply. "But that's alright with me, I'll be out in a minute." The doctor nods slowly, before leaving you to your own devices. You then change, going outside and meeting up with Vanitas.

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𓆩⟡𓆪 And it turns out to be like this every day; you wake up, Vanitas treats you to breakfast, casually asks you out, and the two of you spend time together.

𓆩⟡𓆪 After a week of doing this, it's practically become routine, yet you know you have to say goodbye to this. You took a trip to Paris. You aren't staying, you have to return to where you came from.

𓆩⟡𓆪 You made good friends with Vanitas, but you think it's about time you bid him goodbye. You see Noé's been wandering around with Vanitas, so you also take the opportunity to talk to him shortly before leaving.

𓆩⟡𓆪 You then finally present the matter to the vampire doctor.

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"Vanitas," you start, gaining the attention from the raven-haired doctor. "Yes?" he replies, tilting his head whilst the two of you walk through a district. "There's something I want to tell you," you say with your usual tone.

A strange filling instills inside of Vanitas, as if something's not exactly right about this notice. "Well then," he begins absentmindedly. "Out with it." You purse your lips, before relaxing, letting out a sigh.

"I'm leaving Paris, and well, France as a whole," you stated, Vanitas's breath hitching. "May I know why so suddenly?" he asks, attempting to put over a lax, calm facade. "I didn't wish to dampen our previous outings, so, I thought I'd mention it before I leave," you answer, scratching the back of your neck.

Vanitas sighed. "Well then," he begins. "You should make the most of your day. When do you depart?" You chuckle lightly before answering his question. "I leave at the strike of midnight." The doctor nods before stretching out his arms, yawning slightly.

"Then may I have one last date with you?" he asks, his eyes half-lidded but still somewhat content. You laugh bitterly, a wry smile etched on your face. "If that's what you want," you say. "I'll happily comply."

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𓆩⟡𓆪 Vanitas is not happy you're leaving. You can't do this. Not to him. Not when you've progressed this far. He refuses to accept such a reality.

𓆩⟡𓆪 After all, he's been following, observing, and protecting you every day after the airship, making sure not a single person or vampire lays a hand on your perfect, frail body. It can't all be for naught.

𓆩⟡𓆪 He has to figure out a way to make you stay, either by persuasion, dissuasion, or coercion. He will find a way, but, he doesn't have a lot of time, and he also has to entertain you simultaneously to keep your head busy.

𓆩⟡𓆪 He has to think, and fast. Time is ticking, and it will run out soon. However, he also realizes: isn't it just easier to invite you over and lock you in his dormitory? Though he recognizes you're at least smart enough to not fall into that one.

𓆩⟡𓆪 He's been busy thinking whilst you walk through Paris with him, seeing the remaining sights on this last day. He really hopes you don't ask him what's on his mind; he wouldn't want to lie to his beloved, even if it's not beneath him to.

𓆩⟡𓆪 Thankfully, though, the day manages to pass by without any questions, and the two of you return to the Hôtel Chouchou. You decide to start packing your bags, and Vanitas nods, leaving you to your own devices.

𓆩⟡𓆪 Not long after you've finished packing your bags, lights begin to flicker. Seconds later, a power outage occurs, and you try to find your way out, a strange feeling creeping up in you as you hear unmatched footsteps.

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Thud

The noise of someone falling down onto your floor suddenly causes you to turn around, dread filling you as you try to look around, seeing nothing but darkness. Specks of blue are scattered around, and you're lost, looking around.

" Y/N ... ? "

And it's the sound of your name being called in such a familiar tone that has you slightly unnerved yet calm. It sounds so similar to one you've heard before, but it's a voice of one you can't quite place.

Yet it's not enough time for you to think before wires and ropes bind you, a scream emitting from you as a soft cloth is pressed onto your mouth. You feel yourself start to slip as you cough, your consciousness slowly draining.

You stumble, your assailant holding you, preventing you from falling as the lights flicker back on. You can now see the black glove that you know so well holding you together, but before you get to say anything, the doctor silences you.

"It's alright," he murmurs into your ear, the sound of your heartbeat pulsing fast echoing through your head. "You're safe now." And you pray to god that you are because you want to run free.

You can only muster out the doctor's name, tears pricking the corners of your eyes as you choke on your sobs. He hears you beg, plead, even if muffled, but you stop midway, as you hear yourself drop.

"I'm sorry, my love," the doctor whispers, as he wipes away the tears that roll down your puffed cheeks. He buries his face in your neck, his eyes glowing a bright blue that make the only light in your dim room.

"But this.. is for the best," he finishes, carrying your unconscious, but alive body out the window, the glow of the blue, full moon shining down on the two of you. He smiles at you, seeing your calm, peaceful expression. He sighs bitterly, but his smile betrays his anguish.

"If only you could see the beautiful moon that stands upon this glamorous night..."

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blueparadis · 2 years

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❝Our Skin Touch & We Ignite.❞+ ( noe archiviste, vanitas, ronald fortis, Olivier, Lord Ruthven)

—»cw :: afab-reader, explicit smut, mature language, sub-dom dynamics, power play, implied manipulation & age gap, unprotected sex, creampie, f-oral, oral acts, body worship, praise kink, corruption kink, edging, orgasm denial, overstimulation, use of pet-names, branding, marking, nipple play; precis- headcanons& scenarios about “how intimate they're in bed!!”

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[𖣠] — 𝐍𝐎É 𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄

“Yeah, just like this”, he softly speaks guiding you over his aroused cock and as you gasp taking his cock inside your juicy hole he coos, “Atta girl”. He prefers to be the bottom but could switch gears at any moment. “You thought I was done?”, his voice is soft yet bold as he squeezes your ass cheeks making you moan. Your nails dig over his back leaving crescentindecents as he licks your nipples. His eyes don’t falter as he clamps his lips around your perked nipples before licking them. “Ohhh Noeeeh”, you call out his name in between moans, trying to catch up your breath as his grasp grows stronger making you bounce faster on his aching, twitching cock. Once he's in the heat, he won't stop until he has pulled at least four orgasms from you. “Oh baby, you did so well”, he whispers just after filling you with his thick cum up to the brim.

[𖣠] — 𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐒

Vanitas can be either mean & rough or gentle & patient but he never forgets to prepare you properly before he's inside you. Vanitas loves to tease you, every part of you. He likes to watch his girl beg for him, being shamelessly needy. He won't go for penetration until you're absolutely soaked and nothing but a mumbling mess. “Yeah, you. Like that?”, he whispers as he rubs the tip of his cock over your feminity. His cock is hard, starting to grow; he just can't wait to be inside you yet he likes to watch your welled-up orbs, your frustrated whimpers as he keeps nudging your outer clit folds. It's puffy and swollen as he jockes down kissing your lips, sucking it to divert you for a while before shoving his cock without warning. He loves to hear the surprised gasp as he gets to have a last chuckle of victory.

[𖣠] — 𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐒

Roland is such a sweet talker. His mellowed voice along with his pouty face would get him anything. He loves you, your body scent rusting his senses as he places kisses all over your body. He likes to have you underneath him, hands hooking around your plush thighs as he gives a broad lick over your clit folds. “Awh! Don't be like that!”, he coos. His words hit your wet folds sending shivers all over your body. “You can give me another one, can't you baby?”, he asks as his grip over your butt cheeks tightens. Lips sucking your clit, tongue lapping against your dripping femininity until the bedsheets get soaked. Your hands gripping the pillow, gritted teeth trying to take what he's giving you until he finally marks your most intimate parts. He loves to mark your inner thighs, boobs, your pulse point. “Ahhhhh-aH”, you let out a low moan as his teeth meet your thighs making him pause. “Does it hurt?”, he asks, his puffy lips glistening with your juices. How could you not kiss him! Kiss him, suck his lips until he pushes you away: that's the kind of reassurance he needs.

[𖣠] — 𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐑

Olivier likes to take you from the back. Whether you're pressed up against the wall or on the bed, his grip on your waistlines grows stronger while he fucks you like his ragdoll. His thrusts are deep and strong; he likes to see you absolutely wrecked under his influence. “Oh gwad! you feel -so gu’d-just so gu’d”, he barely mumbles as his arms slowly roam over your body making their way to grope your breasts, fondling them as he takes a breather. “You think you can take more of me, huh princess?”, he whispers against your ears as you try to catch your breath, moans fuming at each passing moment over your lips. He skims through your wavy locks arching your face to get a quick look on your face. “Look at you, always so ready for me.”, he remarks and before you could say something he kisses your lips, fingers pinching your nipples as you whimper out a moan. “Just a little longer, baby!”, he coos as he bucks up your hips ready to slam his cock again, to fill your womb with his seed until your legs shake. And oh dear! How he loves to hear your moans and screams; “Let me know how good my cock feels, angel”, he would hiss if you cover your mouth with your hands or bury your face in the pillow.

[𖣠] —𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐑𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐊𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐑𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐕𝐄𝐍

Lord Ruthven is a man of fine taste. He wants you to be dressed up pretty, sitting on his lap as he studies. You're supposed to sit on his lap, taking his cock inside your juicy hole like a good girl. And don't you dare move, because if you do, he'll rub your puffy folds until you're squirting soaking his pants. “Did I tell you to sit naked?”, he remarks tartly keeping aside his book. While your shy muscles try to get rid of the upper, he tucks it down along your waistline.“So beautiful”, he mumbles eyeing you up and down running his hands down from your neck until he reaches your belly button. He grabs your thighs pulling you closer, nudging your spot making you a jolt. Your hands clamp on his broad shoulders as you let out a meek moan. “Awh! Don't be so afraid. ’m not gonna bite”, he says kissing your neckline making it hard for you to breathe, making it so hard not to moan. “unless you ask for!”, he adds licking your pulse point as try to buck your hips, pressing your boobs against his chest. “Getting restless, aren't we kitten?”, he whispers as he digs his teeth into your neckline and finally sucks before pulling away making your vision glassy. “Don’t worry Angel, we've all the time in the world”, he coos swiftly placing you underneath him on the couch ready to pound until he fills you upto the brim.

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unhappytimeleaper · 8 months

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Character list of show/manga I write for

Bungo Stray Dog

Fukuzawa, Yosano, Atsushi, Doppo, Dazai, Ranpo, Junichiro, Kenji, Mori, Chuya, Paul, Kyoka, Rando, Ichiyo, Ryonosuke, Gin, Tachihara, Q, Edgar, Lovecraft, Steinbeck, Lucy, Mark, Nathaniel, Fyodor, Ivan, Nikolai, Bram, Sigma, Jono, Tetcho

Hunter x Hunter

Kurapika, Leorio, Illumi, Pokkle, Shalnark, Chrollo, Machi, Shizuku, Neferpitou, Shaiapouf

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

Part 1: Dio

Part 2: Kars, Caesar, Straizo

Part 3: Jotaro, Kakyoin, Telence, N’Doul, Mariah

Part 4: Jotaro, Josuke, Koichi, Okuyasu, Rohan, Mikitaka, Akira, Toshikazu, Terunosuke, Kira

Part 5: Giorno, Bucciarati, Abbacchio, Mista, Narancia, Fugo, Trish, Doppio/Diavolo, Tizzano + Squalo [one unit], Risotto, Prosciutto, Melone, Ghiaccio

Part 6: Jolyne, Ermes, F.F., Weather Report [pre and post memories], Anasui, Dio, Emporio [platonic only]

Part 7: Johnny, Gyro, Deigo, ‘Sandman’, Funny Valentine

Part 8: currently none; will update once finished reading

Tokyo Revengers

Takemichi, Mikey, Draken, Chifuyu, Seishu, Takashi, Nahoya, Souya, Hakkai, Ryohei, Senju, Atsushi, Kazushi, Takuya, Makoto, Kazutora, Baji, Izana, Kisaki, Sanzu, Kakucho, Ran, Rindo, Wakasa, Shuji, Hajime, Naoto, Ryusei

Also, I like the idea of Emma or Hinata but only paired with Takemichi/Draken in the concept of yandere

all characters; toman era, 2008 timeline, 12th timeline, 14th timeline, 18th timeline; also au where no one died but Toman continued

Vanitas no Karte

Vantas, Noe, Mikhail, Johann, Nox, Manet, Antione, Louis, Dominique, Ruthven, Loki, Roland, Charles, Olivier, Astolfo, Maria, Chloe, Jean-Jacque, Luna [Vanitas of the Blue Moon]

#leapers.masterlist #yandere #yandere writing #yandere x reader #yandere headcanons #yandere scenarios #yandere fanfiction #yandere bungou stray dogs #yandere bsd #yandere hunter x hunter #yandere hxh #yandere jojo's bizarre adventure #yandere jjba #yandere tokyo revengers #yandere tokrev #Yandere vanitas no karte #Yandere vanitas no carte #tw: yandere

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lavender-z-love · 1 year

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Noé Archiviste X Black.FemReader

Breakfast

𝗚𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲: Friends to Lovers, Romance, Fluff.

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: Vampires, Vampire Bites, Broken up with, Toxic Ex relationship.

𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗱𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁: 1,304k

𝗗𝗮𝘆𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁

𝗕𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗸𝗳𝗮𝘀𝘁: Here ♡

"Here you are My Lady~", Noé said playfully pulling you along to the dining room of his home. "Noé, you don't have to– The last thing I want you is to waste your time prioritizing it to me", You stated. Which in return only made Noé upset. You were experiencing hurt. It wasn't heartbreak at this point. More like shear embarrassment, being kicked out and thrown out of a home you shared with another. It was evident that you were embarrassed, and Noé wanted you to feel anything but embarrassed. "Y/n, please don't talk like that", he pleaded. "I thought, I've established that you could stay here as long as needed." You shyly noded,"Sleeping arrangements will be up to you, the last thing I want is for you to be uncomfortable."

Your face flushed furiously, "N-Noé don't be ridiculous, we're already past that part of 'sleeping arrangements'", you said remembering last night. Noé was hesitant, he didn't want to do anything you didn't like. He was frightened it would look like he had allterior motives. You reassured him that you'd feel comfortable with him at your side. So Noé gave in. You asked Noé to hug you, and he did. His chin rests on the top of your head, your face in his chest with your arms around his neck. The two of you stays like this in silence for a bit. The calming feeling of Noé's hand rubbing your back, gently lulling you to sleep. Noé picked up on what you said, slightly blushing as a reaction. "You..Mean— but is that okay with you?"

"Im positive"

Noé couldn't hide nor wanted to, he like the Idea of keeping you safe at night. "Alright, we can alwaya change sleeping arrangements anytime, how you like. Ok?" You nodded. Noé cleared his throat spreading out cooking instruments infront of him,"Now then! What is it that you want for breakfast hm?" You don't even remember the last time you had something for breakfast- you never really ate breakfast to begin with. Stumped on what to ask for, Noé give a suggestion.

"Have you ever had a crêpe?" You shook your head,"No, I've heard of it before but never tried it." Your eyes widened, realizing that Noé intended to cook. "Wait are you going to cook?" Noé nodded, tilting his head in confusion. "H-How about I help you?"

"What? You're a guest, surely you're joking. I can't make you do that." Out of the last few years getting to know Noé. As much as a sweetheart he was, he didn't know how to cook. Somehow convincing himself that everything he made was delicious. "Please Noé? I promise I'll be of good assistance."

"Nope."

"Please Noé?", you ask again.

Once again, he turns down the offer,"Not a chance Y/n." Once done gathering baking items for breakfast he would soon be making he turned to you. Only to be caught up by those endearing, irresistible pupple dog eyes. "Please Noé? Just this once?" He turns away..."Fine, you win– grab an apron."

Once the both of you were ready, you and Noé had gotten the first few ingredients together and prepared to mix. Now handing Noé the large metal bowl, observing his actions to make sure he didn't mess up. Flour, sugar, salt and eggs- Noé took a whisk and began harshly mixing, in the proncess accidentally spilling some of the batter. You shook your head is displeasure,"Oh Noé..."

He smiled softly,"Whoops! Sorry Y/n."

"It's okay but..", you leaned in close to Noé, gently wrapping your arm around him. "Let me help, your whisking is a bit..uh—". Your hands on his, guiding him on the proper way to whisk. "See, Noé use your wrist instead of moving your arm- and go gentle."

Light laughter surfaces,"Whats so funny?", you asked Noé. You didn't realize you'd completely taken over the cooking. Noé was on the side of you leaning onto the counter watching you this time. You blush bashfuly,"O-Oh..I'm sorry Noé. When I get focused, I tend to—." Noé cuts in,"Don't apologize. Its endearing Chéri."

Your heart pounds vigorously, with his romantic gaze on you like that...You're heart was sure to fall out of your chest. He was so cute..fuck! You continued to help Noé and guide him, in the end you make perfect crêpes...In taste anyhow...

"Noé"

"Yes?"

"Um..Are they supposed to look like that?" He gasps, dramatically,"Chéri! Don't you know?"

"Know what?"

"Don't judge a book by its cover." You look at Noé raising your brow..

"Right..Im just saying because it doesn't look like the image on the recipe."

"Just take a bite! I promise its fine! Besides I helped make it." You sighed thinking to yourself, 'Thats the problem Noé..You were mainly the one trying to cook and you cannot do so.'

Noé held a knife and fork, cutting the monstrous creation the you helped make. Cutting it with the knife, he scooping it up and holding it up to your lips. Without hesitation your lips part taking in the food.

Surprisingly, It tasted fine. "Noé, you're right...it's really good!"

His grin follows him ear to ear. Once again he was so cute, you didn't want to tell him otherwise even if it was bad, the taste definitely made up for how bad it looked. Taking some whipped cream from your breakfast on your finger you lean over the table rubbing it on his nose.

"Well thats not nice Y/n.", he chuckled.

"Its a way of saying thanks for the breakfast."

"Of course ma belle chéri, anytime."

The two of you finished the breakfast, enjoying every bite of it. In the end the plate messy with whip cream. "I'll take this to the kitchen—".

"Wait, Noé..",your eyes shed their natural brown color. "I do apologize in advance, but—",you stopped mid-sentence grabbing the messy plate and setting it to the side. Your fingers getting a little left over whip cream,"I am a little thirsty."

Noé didn't expect this, you never drank from him before..you didn't need to. Being half vampire didn't require to survive off blood. You needed normal food. Nonetheless, he was always willing to provide. You swiped the whip cream from your fingers to his neck. He gave himself up to you. Placing around you, pulling you into a hug.

Your tongue tracing his tanned skin to where the whip cream was; biting him there. Little grunts are released from him. When you pulled away, your eyes met.

"Sorry for the sudden bite-", you apologized as your fingers touched the wound site.

"Don't apologize, It's only fair. I bit you this morning chéri.", he reassured with a smile,"Besides! I've offered myself to you many times and you've finally gave in. Take as much as you need. Okay?"

"Good..Im about to take a little more", you warned. Going to the opposite side of Noé's neck before bitting. One hand cups his cheek and the other on his shoulder. Noé yelps at the puncture, grasping your wrists.

Seems like for once, getting bit by a vampire..It hurt a bit. His breathing, heavy.."Hah...Y/n", a sigh escapes. His fingers slightly tighten around your wrists.

Once you're done with your feed, you pull away. Noé looks up at with crimson puppy eyes. "How does my blood taste?"

"Its beyond exquisite..I can't really find the words", you shyly scratch your chin. "That makes me happy. I'm glad you like it."

"I hope it didn't hurt too much?"

Noé leans to the side in dismay,"Noo of course not!" It was quite obvious you'd taken quite a bit of blood, he was a bit dizzy. So strange, he shows symptoms of humans when you take too much blood.

"Oh Noé, come on lets sit on the couch for a while. Let your dizziness subsidie."

"Yes ma'am!"

You sigh of relief, what would you do without this cutie?

Written December 15th

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littleoanh · 1 year

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Scenario 1 - August Ruthven First Meeting with You

Characters: August Ruthven x Fem/AFAB Human Reader

A/N: I don't think this will turn into a real series, but I thought it would be cute to write random scenarios. If you have ideas for the scenarios, feel free to drop them in my inbox!

It started out a mundane day for Lord August Ruthven, the senate for the queen. He had come to Paris for a private business trip. He strolled through the bustling streets of Paris, he noticed the outdoor markets, vibrant flowers, and street performers. Despite the liveliness of the environment, nothing seemed to catch his yellow pupil’s attention. As he made his way back to the secret portal to Atlas Paris, he suddenly caught a whiff of a pleasant scent that was indescribable to him. The scent was deliciously sweet and it piqued his interest. Where was this coming from?

“Oh no, I’m so sorry Monsieur.” Lord Ruthven scrunched his thick eyebrow, unaware someone had bump into his large stature body. “Did I hurt you?” A bit confused, his yellow pupil flickered downwards to find your eyes filled with worries.

What a silly question, how could a mere little human such as yourself hurt him? He barely felt the pressure of you running into him, the only reason you caught his attention was your amicable scent. Not realizing how long his silence was, your worried features deepens.

“Are you really hurt?” Your hands were suddenly on him, touching the spot where she had collided with him. He was taken back by your brazen touch, Lord Ruthven rarely allowed anyone, let alone a human, to touch him. Yet, he found himself not minding your hands on him.

The worrisome expression on your delicate face, he couldn’t fathom why you are concerned about him. He let out a rare genuine laughter and assured you, “I am unharmed.” Watching your expression change from worry to relief was amusing to him. How intriguing, a soft smile appeared on his lips. Your warm hands were still on him, he felt the urge to tease you. “How long do you plan on putting your hands on me, young lady?”

He observed your expression again, your eyes widened and blood rushed to your cheeks. Another thing that intrigued him. “I’m so sorry!” You profusely apologized, quickly pulled your hands away from him. “That was completely inappropriate for me to touch you without a second thought. I hope I didn’t offend you, Monsieur. I-”

Lord Ruthven did not feel offended, not even the slightest. However, his chest felt a strange sensation - a tingle. He never experienced this before with a human. The clock tower in the square rang loudly, catching your attention.

“Oh, I must leave!” You left in a hurry before he could ask for your name, leaving him with a newfound sense of curiosity. Your pleasant, sweet aroma gradually faded away as you slipped further into the crowd.

A rare, genuine smile spread across his square set face. This day had turned out to be anything but mundane. Lord Ruthven continued on his journey, thinking this chance encounter was just a passing moment.

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blueberry-writer · 2 years

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☁︎𝙋𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨!☁︎

𝓽𝓸 𝔀𝓲𝓼𝓱 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼…

Hello everyone! I'm Blue and in this blog i will write stories,scenarios and head canons of characters from my favourites anime x (gn!/fm!)reader!

I would LOVE have request from you guys! or maybe do you wanna chat a bit? here!

Bungo stray dogs:

ᴬʳᵐᵉᵈ ᵈᵉᵗᵉᶜᵗⁱᵛᵉ ᵃᵍᵉⁿᶜʸ

➼Osamu Dazai

➼Doppo Kunikida

➼Akiko Yosano

➼Edogawa Ranpo

➼Nakajima Atsushi

ᴾᵒʳᵗ ᵐᵃᶠⁱᵃ

➼Nakahara Chuuya

➼Akutagawa Ryūnosuke

➼Michizō Tachihara

➼Gin Akutagawa

➼Oda Sakunosuke

ᵀʰᵉ ᵍᵘⁱˡᵈ

➼Edgar Allan Poe

➼ Lucy Montgomery

➼ Mark Twain

ᴰᵉᶜᵃʸ ᵒᶠ ᵃⁿᵍᵉˡˢ

➼Fyodor Dostoevskij

➼Nikolai Gogol'

➼Sigma

ʰᵘⁿᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵈᵒᵍˢ

➼Saigiku Jouno

➼Suehiro Tecchou

Moriarty the patriot:

ᴹᵒʳⁱᵃʳᵗʸ ˢⁱᵈᵉ

➻William James Moriarty

➻Albert James Moriarty

➻Louis James Moriarty

➻James Bond/Irene (please specify in which arc)

➻Sebastian Moran

➻Fred Porlok (only sfw)

ˢʰᵉʳˡᵒᶜᵏ ˢⁱᵈᵉ

➻Sherlock Holmes

➻John H. Watson

➻Mycroft Holmes

Vanitas no carte:

ʰᵘᵐᵃⁿˢ

➸Vanitas

➸Roland

➸Oliver

➸Jean-Jaques Chastel

ᵛᵃᵐᵖⁱʳᵉ

➸Noè Archiviste

➸Jeanne

➸Dominique de Sade

➸Jean-Jaques

➸Chloe D'apchier

I probably forgot some characters- if so, just ask and I'll see what I can do!

✎I will write: sfw, nsfw, fluff, dark content and angst✎

!!The only thing i ask is that please be polite when you write me request! (kindness will be returned<3) !!

…..𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓶𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓪𝓵𝓼𝓸 𝓫𝓮 𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓰𝓮𝓽 𝓱𝓾𝓻𝓽

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korizzybee · 3 months

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Hello my loves!

Request box is open!

Reblogs are appreciated!

Rules:

- character must be 18 or older for smut

- I don’t write for racism, homophobia, transphobia, or rape (you will get blocked)

- I will write headcanons, scenarios, drabbles, SFW/fluff, NSFW

- I only write for black people (if you want male or gn black readers it must be said in the request or it will automatically be female)

- I do not change canon characters sexualities, Ex. Nico Di Angelo x female reader (he’s gay)

- do not rush me to write your request it will get posted when it gets posted

Masterlists

Anime

- My Hero Academia

- Demon slayer

- Jujutsu Kaisen

- Attack on Titan

- Tokyo Revengers

- Bungo Stray Dogs

- Fairy Tail

- Hunter x Hunter

- One Piece (Live Action)

- Vanitas No Carte

Non Anime

- PJO (book series)

- PJO (tv series)

- Avatar (James Cameron)

- The Umbrella Academy

- Stranger Things

- Shameless

- Spiderman (ATSV+ITSV)

Fics

- none yet

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gloriousbouquetlove · 1 month

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#twst #general lilia vanrouge #twst lilia vanrouge #twst lilia #twisted wonderland lilia vanrouge #lilia vanrouge #twisted wonderland oc #lilia vanrouge x oc #vanitas no carte #vanitas no carte luna #vnc

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fallingdownhell · 11 months

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Hello again. I saw your reply and it's totally alright. I was thinking about the reactions of Vanitas and Noé when they see reader hurt. But the thing is that she is so good at hiding the fact that she is hurt that the boys don't notice till you collapse because of the loss of blood or they see the wound when she changes. I want to know how the boys will react if the reader almost dies. I want lots of comfort and to see how the boys take care of the reader. Would they freak out or will they be more calm? Would they go after the person who hurt them? P.S.- You don't need to make it a scenario if you don't like it and please make the reader female. (I am obsessed with Vanitas no Carte. I think you saw that already. But can you do this ask with Diluc, Xiao and Tighnari?) And thank you again for accepting my request. Again sorry for the long ask but I always like to explain more. Take your time and again I love your writing.

You're fine, you don't have to apologize:) I like it when people write out what they want, it gives me more to work with and less chance to screw up.

Also, it's not that I don't like either scenarios or headcanons. Just, sometimes, one is easier for me to write than the other. That's all there is to it. So no worries about requesting something specific, it's all good!

Characters Included: Vanitas; Noé

Content: female reader; blood loss; injuries; cursing; hurt/comfort

Word count: 1,2k words

Enjoy reading!

Vanitas

He took his eyes off of you for just one second... and you just had to go out and get injured!

It was a messy fight. You had insisted on accompanying him and he only agreed because he thought it wouldn't be dangerous

well, apparently he thought wrong!

at some point, you got separated from him, and even though he knew that you were able to protect yourself, he couldn't help but worry about you!

you were different from him! Your body was fragile, he would never forgive himself if you got injured because he wasn't there to protect you

once he got to you, fighting his way through the masses of enemies, he saw you clutching your left side

he immediately paniced, running towards you, calling your name

however, when he arrived at your side, you simply smiled at him, reassuring him that you were fine

at first, he obviously didn't believe you, but when you got up from the ground with minimal effort, still smiling at him and standing proudly, well... what else could he do but believe your words

that being said, he still kept an eye on you the entire way back to the city, yet you never once gave the impression of being hurt

the more you guys walked and you continued to seem fine, the more relaxed he got. His heart began to slow down again and the anxiety slowly quelling down as well

but that was only until you suddenly collapse at his side

he barely manages to catch you so your head doesn't collide with the ground to hard. His breathing quickens again as panic settles back deep inside his bones

your unconscious, and seeing as you were otherwise fine, he decided to inspect your left side, the one you were clutching earlier

upon touching your shirt, he realised that it was entirely wet, drenched in your blood that now also dripped down his hands

he gulped before pushing the fabric up, revealing a big, open wound to him. You bled out of there this entire time, and only now when he looked back at your face did he realize how pale you've gotten

"You idiot!", he cursed as he picked you up and ran to the nearest city, seeing as he had no further material with him to treat such a big wound

the adrenalin was giving him the boost that he needed to get there as quickly as possible, the only thought in his head the entire time being "Please don't die on me.. please not again.."

a few days later, you woke up again, feeling disoriented. How did you get here? Where was 'here' in the first place?

You tried sitting up, feeling how dry your throat was, but a snip of two fingers against your forehead made you fall back onto the bed again

"Stay down, idiot!", Vanitas voice rang from beside you. He looked at you, relieved that you finally woke up again. You followed his request, yet asked him for a glass of water, which he agreed to get for you

you later found out that, while you were unconscious, Vanitas had stayed by your side this entire time until you've woken up again. He never went away longer than five minutes, not able to take the seperation from you for to long. He just had to make sure that you would make it... that you would survive.

after you were all healed again, he would scold you so much for being this reckless. Didn't you realize you could have died?

Makes you promise to never hide something like that from him ever again, or he would "Make you regret your choice", whatever that meant..

Oh, and for the person who did that to you? Don't you worry... he died on the spot...

Noé

Hiding something like that from Noé... you'd have to be a pretty fucking good actor to get away with that

not only because he's an attentive boyfriend and notices even slight chances in your behaviour due to mood or other things

but also because he's a vampire and can smell blood without issue. nothing can get by his nose!

with that being said.. under the "right" circumstances.. it's even possible for someone like him to miss injuries entirely. It doesn't usually happen, but it can

And today, it seemed, was one of those days

Your boyfriend has had a pretty hectic week. Vanitas had been dragging him around all over the place, and he was exhausted. Not just a bit tired, but thoroughly worn out. To the point that his attention span was now reduced to literal seconds

When he got home that day, he was done with the world. He wanted nothing more than to go to sleep, snuggled up to you

He threw all his stuff carelessly somewhere around, telling himself that he would deal with it in the morning. On his way to the bedroom he came past the bathroom where you were currently in

He greeted you as he walked by. Had it been any other day, he would have noticed the way you jumped around at his sudden words. Or the way your eyes held a tiny bit of panic

But as things were, he didn't catch on to that. Instead, he asked if you would join him in bed, then immediately turned around and kept walking

Seconds later, he collapsed on the bed, instantly falling alseep. He awoke briefly when you joined him, climbing into his arms to snuggle up to him, however he had no idea how much time has gone by since then. And truthfully, he didn't care right now

He remembers his arm tightening around you a bit before falling back asleep. It was a quiet, good nights rest

The next morning, when he woke up next to you, he had this... unpleasant feeling that something wasn't quite right. But since he couldn't place the feeling, he decided to ignore it for now, instead choosing to stay in bed with you a few more minutes

However, when he moved his arms a bit around you, his arm felt weird.. like something had.. dried on top of it

He looked down and almost freaked out when he saw some dried and some fresh blood on his arm

He knew he himself wasn't injured, since he didn't feel any pain. But that would leave only one other option...

He looked down at you, your shirt slightly moved up your body from you moving around in your sleep, revealing to him the bandages wrapped around your entire abdomen, blood seeping out through them

He paniced, grabbing your shoulders and shaking you

You woke from that and he immediately bombarded you with thousands of questions

You tried reassuring him, telling him that since you had some knowledge on medicine, you didn't want to go to a hospital, wanting to treat it yourself

That however, will not fly with him. He picked you up then and there and brought you to the nearest ER, where you were properly taken care of

Thankfully, you didn't need to stay in there, being discharged again with just a couple of stitches, but you sure as hell gave Noé the biggest scare of his lifetime

Will scold you a bit, but will stop of you pout at him enough, telling him that you learned your lesson

Will also make you promise to never hide something like that again. Please, his poor heart wouldn't be able to take that...

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thewritetofreespeech · 4 months

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Could I request Vanitas with an s/o who inherited her father's family's ability to transform into a bird? Everyone transforms into a different bird; S/O is a crow, her father is a peacock, her uncle's a robin, and so on.

He was trying to get some sleep when he heard the peaking at the window. Vanitas rolled over, then glared, before he got up & opened the window. If it had been any other bird, he would have thrown his shoe at it (glass be damned) and gone back to sleep. But he knew those eyes, and that purple shade on its breast meant that it was no ordinary bird. “Couldn’t you just come to the front door like everyone else?”

The crow let out a ‘kaw’ then flew in to land on the floor. A dark shadow enveloping it before fading away to reveal a beautiful woman. “Come in through the front door? In this traffic?”

Vanitas scoffed and shuffled off to his bed again. “What do you want?”

“Nothing. I just hadn’t seen you in a while.” She told him.

“Whose fault is that?”

It might have been a little mean, but he wasn’t the one who was constantly called away.

Being of an old, noble vampire family, [Y/N] already had their commitments to society. Coupled with their strength and inherited technique from their family, Oiseaux d'une Plume, they rose in rank and became a valuable member of the vampire court. That’s how they met. On one of the more hospitable meetings with Lord Ruthven and his much more abiding nephew.

“I can’t exactly say no when asked to do a job, Vanitas. We would see each other even less if I was in prison for treason.”

“I know. I know.” Vanitas replied. His hand coming up to his face. “It’s just frustrating sometimes that you’re on their beck and call.”

“Or rather beak and call.” She snickered at her own joke and Vanitas had to smile a little at that. “I’m here now though. Do you really want to fight?”

“No. I guess not.” He agreed and got ready for bed again, with [Y/N] by his side. “Tell me a story.”

“What are you, 6?” [Y/N] asked, glancing up at him from her position on his chest, but still smiled as she tucked herself back in. “Have I ever told you about my second cousin Antwane?” Vanitas shook his head. “Well, he was a nice young man. Got the short end of the stick on the family ability though. His bird was a chicken. They’re actually really smart birds, but no one knows that because they spend some much time eating them. One time, while he was transformed, someone mistook him for a plain old farmer’s chicken and tried to catch him to put him in a stew. Poor Antwane refused to transform for months after that because he was terrified someone would catch him and turn him into Coq Au Vin or something. Anyway….”

Vanitas listened to the story as he drifted off to sleep. He dreamt about what bird he would want to be if he had that ability. How it would be to fly. What it would be like to be truly free for a change.

When he woke up [Y/N] was gone. Literally flown the coop with a note of ‘urgent business. I will see you soon’. But maybe birds weren’t all that free either.

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taintedbenevolence · 9 months

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Vanitas - General Headcanons; Falling in Love

Theme: What does it mean to fall in love for someone like Vanitas, and what does it mean to fall with a man like him? How does he react when you fall for him too?

✦ Vanitas knows what love is, he's no stranger to it (though that doesn't mean he's fond of the idea of falling in love himself).

✦ He's well aware that everybody falls in love at some point in their life. Usually.

✦ So when he sees you and he almost spits out his drink, he doesn't necessarily.. like it.

✦ You don't even look at him as you walk by, and he's absolutely entranced. You've piqued his interest.

✦ However, it takes more than that for Vanitas to fall in love because he's not one to fall in love at first sight. He needs to know you first.

✦ He manages to catch you before you're too far away and invites you over for a friendly discussion of controversial matters that are occurring in Paris just to get to know you.

✦ You're more than happy to oblige, and you stay with him for a while, partaking in the friendly debate the two of you begin.

✦ When you finally leave, Vanitas only flashes you his usual, confident smirk, telling you he's free anytime, almost as if inviting you to meet again.

✦ You then take your leave, the image of the doctor stuck in your head as you sigh, smiling to yourself. You think he makes good conversation, and a decent friend.

✦ Vanitas, on the other hand, has had his heart running for the entire conversation you've had. He's enthralled, enraptured, enamored, you name it.

✦ He's interested, he wants to know your secrets, for you to provide him the solace and companionship he's so longed for in his life of solitude.

✦ Yet at the same time, he can't help but suppress what he feels; he doesn't deserve someone like you, he thinks. Nobody would love someone like him.

✦ And so, he keeps strengthening the bond the two of you share, your friendship growing to be strong and firm. He watches that he won't cross the line, even as a flirt.

✦ Yet the moment he notices a hint that you are starting to fall for him too, his heart.. sinks. And it's not that he doesn't love you. He truly does, but, the man you've fallen for is nothing short of a monster, in his perspective.

✦ You couldn't truly love him, he thinks. And if you do, it's not going to work out. Vanitas is afraid. All his life he has been alone, betrayed, forsaken, lied to. He's been experimented on, he lost early on who he loved, and he no longer knows who he should trust or not.

✦ His heart is being slowly ripped into two, and he doesn't know what to do about it. It hurts him, and he knows that if you knew, it would hurt you as much (or even more) than it hurts him. This fear of being hurt again is chipping away at the thread of sanity he's been hanging from for a long time.

✦ The next time you knock on his door, there is no response, and you start to worry just what has happened. In a desperate attempt to find out what's wrong, you barge into the room, only to find a written note from the vampire doctor, obviously meant for you.

✦ Vanitas has stated to you his rather unusual.. love crisis, but is now gone, and far from your reach. It'd be impossible to find just one particular man in Paris who excels at hiding and running away from that which he wants.

✦ You've lost him, he's lost you, and it's infuriated you to no end. You just wish you'd had time to talk about this, maybe then it would've been easier to cope with.

✦ However, you decide to search anyways, because you think you've earned yourself an apology and an explanation from this renowned "vampire doctor."

✦ An alarming number of curse-bearing vampires have been appearing throughout the northeastern area of Paris, the cases being dealt with rapidly.

✦ You know where to start looking.

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findroleplay · 1 year

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Hello !! I am a 18F looking for an 18+ rp partner. Dark themes are absolutely not a problem but I will not do scat/vomit type themes. The rp could be of any type, however when it comes to nsfw, I would prefer some build up before we get to the actual smut.

I prefer literate/semi-literate rp and usually do oc x canon, however I am open to canon x canon/oc x oc as well. I can do fxf, fxm or mxm, and usually double up. I would like it if my partner writes at least a paragraph (6-7 sentences minimum). My replies can fluctuate as my schedule is always changing here and there so I can go from replying frequently to replying weekly and rarely monthly. I don’t expect my partner to match my pace so replies aren’t an issue, all I ask is that you let me know if you’re going to go on a long pause, I will do the same.

As for aus or scenarios, we can sit together and brainstorm! I’m completely fine with every type of au. Yandere, A/B/O, tooth rotting romance, etc. like I said dark themes are not a problem so get as nasty as you’d like! We will of course discuss our limits and stuff, so anything we do will always be between whatever we are comfortable with!! Anything we can discuss.

As for fandoms, I’m mostly into anime but I have seen a few shows/movies here and there. Fandoms I roleplay range from but are not limited to:

- naruto shippuden

- JJBA (parts 1-5)

- BNHA (s6 not included)

- fruits basket

- bungou stray dogs

- Haikyuu

- Kuroko no basket

- Burning kabaddi

- Free! iwatobi swim club

- Black clover

- jujutsu kaisen

- demon slayer

- assassination classroom

- ohshc

- yona of the dawn

- hakouki

- vampire knight

- dance with devils

- vanitas no carte

- Tokyo revengers (anime only)

- Beyblade burst/evolution

- Fire force

- genshin impact

- Stranger things (watched up til s2)

+ others that I may have forgotten, so just ask me if I know a certain fandom and I’ll let you know if I do or not!

you can message me on discord at scenicknj#1897 if you’re interested <3 !!

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blueparadis · 1 year

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WRITING RULES

ONE. I write for a variety of fandoms. I mainly write n.sfw & dc, and rarely sfw; if your suggestions interest me I'll take it without further thought. You can refer to this post if you have any doubts regarding thirsts & suggestions vs requests. you can send thirsts/suggestions for drabbles, scenarios and headcanons (0.5k -1k) and headcanons ( 4 characters ).

TWO. ⁰¹do not send me n.sfw suggestions if you're a minor or ⁰²don't have an age indicator in your blog or ⁰³it's stated: “closed”. I'll decline it, even if its piques my interest.

THREE. I'll not write sequels of any fics but that doesn't mean you can't send your thoughts, you definitely can send your after thoughts. I might write about it, maybe a drabble but generally I don't think I'm built for part twos.

FOUR. I'll write fandom!versions of a headcanon post that I HAVE previously done for another fandom. Suggestions of characters for headcanons for “part two”/ different fandom!version is welcomed. All characters I write are adults, that is, twenty years of age and above. expansion of fandoms can be found at the end of this post.

FIVE. I use third person pov/second person pov with she/her pronouns ( preferably f!sub!reader ) Some of my works are in the second person with afab!reader/fem!dom!reader. Each posts have proper content warnings so read carefully before proceeding. since my default is f!reader, I'll stick to that if you don't specify it.

I do not take requests anymore unless it is for an event I make but I do take suggestions.THIRSTS ARE ALWAYS ENTERTAINED.

I also do writing commissions. You can view the details HERE. And if you want to tip me, here is my ko-fi.

Since I'm a multifandom blog i do not have much hard no's for characters. so, if you have doubts shoot an ask if I'll be willing to write on them or not. that being said. I DO WRITE SAPPHIC CONTENT, THAT IS, FEMALE CHARACTERS ( with fem!reader / afab!reader ) ARE ACCEPTABLE TOO.

I’LL WRITE ABOUT : —» SFW + N.SFW, DC — yandere, taboo topics ( incest ), porn without plot, porn with plot, (heavy) angst, major character death, polyamory, fluff, hybrids, a/b/o dynamics, dubcon, various bdsm plays and hard kinks like cnc . . . ANYTHING EXCEPT - bestiality, necrophilia, pedophilia, rape, vore,scat-play.

ANIMANGAS :: although I've listed my favs but i'm flexible with most of the characters. fandoms listed here are open for suggestions and thirsts.

NON-ANIMANGA —» stranger things, wednesday, game of thrones, house of the dragon.

ANIMANGA —»

→ bleach [ ukitake jushiro, urahara kisuke,shinji hirako, yoruichi,rukia kuchiki, byakuya kuchiki]

→ tokyo revengers [ chifuyu matsuno, manjiro sano, sanzu haruchiyo, haitanis, kokonoi hajime, inui seishu, izana kurokawa, wakasa imaushi, yuzuha shiba.]

→ genshin impact [ kaveh, xiao, kaeya alberich, thoma, zhongli, childe, ayato kamisato, al-haitham, pantalone.] [ Arlecchino, Ayaka, Candace , Columbina, Nilou,Raiden shogun,Yelan ]

→ jujutsu kaisen [ uthahime iori, shoko ieiri, geto suguru, inumaki toge, yuuta okkotsu, higuruma hiromi.]

→ chainsawman [ yoshida hirofumi, aki hayakawa,power,quanxi]

→ kimetsu no yaiba [ tengen uzui, sanemi shinazugawa, nezuko, mitsuri.]

→ attack on titan [ armin artlet, eren yeager, mikasa ackerman, pieke finger, annie leonhart, levi ackerman.]

→ haikyuu [ sakusa kiyoomi, atsumu miya, sugawara koushi, oikawa tooru.]

→ blue lock [anri teieri, hyoma chigiri, nagi seishiro, bachira meguru, reo mikage, oliver aiku,itoshis, isagi yoichi ]

→ boku no hero academia [ aizawa shouta, shigaraki tomura, keigo takami.]

OTHERS → honkai star rail, spy x family, hell's paradise, vinland saga, tokyo ghoul, castlevania, yuukoku no moriarty , vanitas no carte, gangsta, kuroko’s basketball, obey me, tougen anki, psycho pass, buddy daddies.

#writing rules

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