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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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[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.

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[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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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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denkies · 9 months

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I haven't watched ep4 bc i fell asleep waiting for it to upload </3 however, I did have a dream where they fucked up the "You damm fool...hurry up and go." scene.

In my dream, Akutagawa briefly turned into a baby (and not like, a baby version of himself. I mean like the white cocomelon baby). He smiled at Atsushi as a baby, and then turned into an adult again and dragged Atsushi to escape. But in my dream, he wasn't wounded on the neck, it was his stomach I think?? And then he sent Atsushi down an escape hatch, closed and locked it, covered it with leaves, and then collapsed and died.

#this was definitely because yesterday i was watching vnc and they removed a super important scene bc it was Too Gay for the anime apparently #(Domi dipping that maid and flirting with her. I feel like Domi's sexuality is so important regarding her entire backstory)#so my brain was like ''what if they fucked up the gay scene in bsd. haha'' and gave me a worst case scenario #anyway. gonna go watch the episode now #a.txt

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thermesiini · 2 months

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mannn its rough over there for dungeon meshi animeers this last episode was not very well done

#like first of all. dragon looks like shit.#animation and art style are getting more sloppy #and i cant tell yet what exact element about the overall show is sucking away all of the dungeon meshi charm #but i think theres just some core atmosphere to it that the anime is mistranslating #also. the comedic moments dont land.#with the vnc anime being the absolute worst case shit fuck soul sucking garbage scenario #dungeon meshi anime isn't that bad.

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kiatheinsomniac · 11 months

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ohh, don't be sorry about mixing up the request thing, also, congrats for the 2k!

anyways, if your requests are still open, could i request a scenario with vanitas and noé where reader got an injury (you can choose the reason)? tysm if you can and i love your writing, i hope your account gets known even more! <3

☾ ⋆ ﾟ𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 / 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: AWWWW you're so sweet <33 I'm hoping for more requests about these boys bc I love them so much and I wanna bet more involved in the vnc fandom hehe 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒: Vanitas, Noé Archiviste 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: injury mention, none

｡･:*˚:✧｡vanitas

Vanitas is a doctor so his first reaction is to treat you himself. Who else would he trust with your health after all? He’s quick to assess you and seems to have no issue with undressing you in order to make sure he can check your whole body over for injuries. He’s surprisingly professional in the moment and it’s not until he’s completely treated you that he begins to tease you about your state of undress, perhaps with gentle strokes of his knuckles along your thighs or by cupping your warm cheek with how flustering you find his teasing. He’ll order all the food up to the hotel room that you’d like while you’re recovering. He’ll also steal some (a lot) of bites from your food but he’ll just consider it part of his payment for being your doctor <3

｡･:*˚:✧｡noé archiviste

Noé is a lot more panicky. He’s terrified of losing you as he did Louis and so he’s carrying you to the nearest hospital (or even to Vanitas if it’s quicker to get to him). He won’t leave the room at all while you’re being treated and he’ll be flittering about all panicky like a hummingbird. He’ll always be asking what he can do to help and he’s watching over you with those worried foxglove eyes of his. The moment your treatment is complete, he’s sitting down beside you and cupping your face in his hands, resting his forehead against yours in an overwhelming wave of relief. He hasn’t lost you. You’re ok. He’ll ask if there’s anything you want: some food, a drink, a warmer blanket, anything. He’s like a mother hen with you at times but it’s so cute when he gets like that.

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neversetyoufree · 17 days

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I started vnc way back when there was only one volume, stopped, and only restarted it last week 🙈 since then, I have reread it twice and will again, once I'm done with exams, as it has turned me insane. And since no one I know reads it, I just wanted to ask what your thoughts are on my theory that the reason not 'didn't reach out to vanitas' thus leading to his death is because of Ruthven compulsion on him? Cuzco after the 'ill never set you free'thing, I just can't see noel not reaching out tonight purpose. Your blog is a joy to read through, and I love your meta!

Hello!! Thank you so much! It's always great to see another person having fun with my favorite manga :D.

My thoughts on Vanitas's eventual death are. complicated. If we keep going down the path we're on now, I honestly suspect Vanitas's death is going to be more assisted suicide than murder. IE, Vanitas asks for Noé to kill him because it's preferable to the alternative.

Per Ruthven's compulsion, I definitely think it's going to come up, and I do like the idea of Ruthven trying to force Noé to hurt or kill Vanitas, but I don't think it's going to be how Vanitas dies. In a way, I think that would feel somewhat cheap.

Noé killing Vanitas because of his oath to Ruthven would make sense on a plot level. It's a nice, logical explanation for why Noé would kill someone he so clearly adores. I can see why it's a lot of people's theory! However, that explanation wouldn't really deliver on an emotional level. It's just not interesting for Noé's characterization.

For one thing, making Noé kill Vanitas when he's not in control of himself would strip away all of Noé's agency. With VnC's opening chapter, Mochijun sets us up so that the entire time we're reading, we're asking ourselves "but why will Noé kill him?" It's a big source of intrigue and suspense. And to me, finally resolving that suspense with "It's not his fault! He was artificially forced to!" feels like a major letdown. It adds nothing to Noé's character. It's answering that all-important "why" with "There is no reason why. He didn't actually want to." I think that would be a cop-out.

Through that denial of agency, I think this ending would also risk losing out on a lot of potential character development for Noé. The core of Noé and Louis's tragedy is that Noé desperately wanted to save Louis, but the only kind of salvation Louis wanted from him was death, and Noé couldn't give him that.

Now Noé has another person close to him that is also seeking salvation through death. If Noé kills Vanitas, but he's not in control of himself when he does, that misses out on a big opportunity. Has Noé come to understand salvation through death? Has his worldview changed since Louis made that request of him? Does he have it in him to kill a loved one if that's what they ask? If Vanitas's death is forced by Ruthven, then we're much less likely to get answers to those questions.

Personally, my favorite hope/theory for how Ruthven's order will play out is the idea that Ruthven will order Noé to hurt/stop/kill Vanitas, but Vanitas will manage to snap Noé out of it in the same way Noé broke Vanitas's self-hypnosis in the amusement park. There's nothing I love more than a gay little parallel.

I can see a scenario where Ruthven's oath is what pushes Vanitas close to death? Maybe Noé will be ordered to try to kill Vanitas, and that will set off whatever horrible chain of events pushes Vanitas to ask for death that final time. But even if Ruthven does order Noé to hurt Vanitas (which is a big if), I don't think it will be what causes the killing blow.

#I think I remember posting some of these thoughts before years ago #but I'm having trouble finding any relevant posts. so here's this instead.#anyway I always feel a little bad when people send me their theories and I end up arguing against them #thank you for the ask genuinely!#it's an interesting theory and I do see why people like it. even if I don't want it to happen for the listed reasons #vnc #vanitas no carte #the case study of vanitas #ask #anon #theory #the vanoé agenda #<<this isn't a ship post but that's my tag for everything about their relationship lol

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fairy-writes · 7 months

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Helloo I stumbled across your blog and omg I love everything you have written so far<3 i saw your open requests so I was wondering if you would like to write something for Roland from vnc, like a little scenario of reader (human, civil), who is his crush, wrapping his neck in her scarf when she takes a walk and sees him going on a patrol around Paris in winter without his jacket (he probably forgot it or gave it to someone as a kind person he is).

Write it however you feel comfortable with (or don't), I would prefer reader be female but I don't mind nonbinary.

Thank you for your time, drink some water and have a nice day/night <3

DANCING SNOW

Reblogs and Comments are greatly appreciated!!

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Fandom(s): The Case Study of Vanitas

Pairing(s): Roland Fortis x Reader

Word Count: 0.9k

Genre(s)/Tag(s): Female!Reader, FLUFF, Reader is implied to be smaller than Roland

Notes: Thanks for liking what I have written so far! I love writing for Roland!

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The snow was gentle. Falling from the sky and dancing through the air like ballerinas. You bury your nose in your scarf and tug on your gloves as you walk through the streets of Paris.

Why you had decided to go on a walk in this weather was a mystery. Even to you. But you were a good twenty minutes from home, so you might as well deal with the cold and continue on your way. You’d get back to your home eventually.

All of a sudden, you hear your name and turn. You know this voice. And already, your ears are beginning to heat up.

Roland.

Without his coat.

He’s jogging over, dressed in nothing but his button-down and trousers, boots heavy against the cobblestone. His weapon is strapped to his back via a holster of sorts and looks none too comfortable. He’s waving enthusiastically, and people are staring.

“Where’s your coat?” Is the first thing out of your mouth when he is within speaking (not shouting) distance. He slows to a halt in front of you and grins,

“I forgot it. I was in a rush this morning and didn’t think to put it on.” He says smoothly, and you roll your eyes.

“Sure you did.” Now he looks hurt,

“I did!”

You huff and turn away, but Roland follows along, chattering happily about something or other. But you can tell he’s shivering. Durandal is rattling in his holster, and you can’t help but feel bad.

But he wouldn’t fit in your coat. But you also didn’t want him to get too cold.

So you stop.

He stops, confusion, decorating his handsome features like Christmas tree lights. You unwrap your scarf from around your neck. It’s chilly, but you’re on a mission. You reach up and wrap it carefully around Roland’s neck. He freezes and watches you with wide green eyes. Once the long article of clothing is snuggly wrapped around Roland, you step back with a sheepish grin.

“I can’t have you freezing on me now, can I?” You tease in an attempt to lighten the tension between you two.

Why is it so tense?

Roland seems to snap out of whatever stupor he’s in, and his brilliant grin lights up your world.

You want to kiss him. Badly.

All of a sudden, Roland’s name is called, and the two of you jump away simultaneously. Had he been leaning in?

No…

That’s preposterous!

He wouldn’t feel like that toward you.

You spot Olivier scowling as he makes his way through the thin crowd. At least he had the decency to wear a coat in the snow. The white flakes stand out brilliantly against his black hair.

“Olivier! You found me!” Roland exclaimed, and the other Paladin pinched the bridge of his nose.

“No thanks to you.” He muttered and grabbed the back of the scarf, and proceeded to haul Roland away with a gruff “We have to finish patrolling this sector.”

You stand dumbfounded as Roland waves a happy goodbye, chattering about something you can’t hear, and you can practically see Olivier deflate in annoyance.

But, ultimately, your neck is cold, and you decide to head home finally.

Only for Roland to show up on your doorstep several hours later, scarf in hand.

“Thank you! I would have frozen to death without this!” He says dramatically as you open the door and you smile,

“Now you’re just being dramatic.” You tease him, and he laughs jubilantly. It makes your heart flutter.

It doesn’t take long for Roland to make himself at home inside your humble little abode. Durandal is leaning up against the corner of your doorway. His shoes are placed neatly by yours. Roland is playfully hip-checking you in the kitchen as you get mugs of hot cocoa ready. The room is filled with laughter as you do it right back.

On one particular attempt, you nearly slip in your socks, and he grabs your hips to steady you. There’s nothing in your hands, so you grip the fabric of his button-down to make sure you don’t fall over. He’s watching you with an expression you can’t quite place, and you simply stare up at your best friend. You are close enough that you can count the freckles on his cheeks.

You really want to kiss him.

And almost as if he’s reading your mind, Roland leans down and presses the most gentle kiss you could imagine to your lips. You respond almost too eagerly, pulling him closer by the collar of his shirt as he pushes you back against the counter. His strong hands trail until they are holding the small of your back. His lips are still cold from being out in the frigid air, but you don’t mind.

You don’t stop moving your lips against Roland’s until you have to break for air. When you do, he’s looking at you with what you realize is love.

“Perhaps I should forget my coat more often.” He quips, and all you can do is laugh and pull him in for another kiss.

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robsterskellington · 2 months

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Well, okay then. Now here's yet another poll! I'll ask what scenes you all want to see in our VNC x BSD fic. You won't be given much context, only what is written in the options- I will give the context when I write whatever scenario you all choose, though.

If you have any questions or comments about what you'd like to see, please voice your opinions, we'd love to hear what you have to say.

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thewritetofreespeech · 9 months

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summary: I was inspired by the last noe x reader request. so here's part ii

After Noé finished his bath, and a light supper as he suddenly remembered he hadn’t eaten in quite some time, the two of you made your way to bed. He still hadn’t told him anything about the trip or the battle, but seemed in knee enough spirits for you not to press. He would tell you eventually when he felt like it.

“Do you want me to leave the window open for some fresh air?” Noé shrugged against the pillows. Already tucked himself in.

With no opinion from Noé you decide to leave it open a crack to let some air in. The room could get stuff, and with two people in your bed also very warm. “Goodnight Noé.”

“Goodnight….” He replied quietly. Which you assume meant that he was falling asleep.

But, about 20 minutes later, you felt the bed shift and Noé slide in close to you. His good arm wrapping around you as the rest of him curled into your side. “Noé? Is something wrong?”

“I don’t know.”

You thought maybe his arm was hurting him. You had warned him that it would start hurting if he didn’t take his medicine. But that didn’t seem to be the case.

You felt Noé nuzzle against your neck and his body squirm to try and get even closer. “Noé?”

“Can I have some of your blood?”

It wasn’t the first time he’d asked, and you’d given it to him every time, but this time the ask felt different. He wanted to be close to you. Be close to someone. He probably still felt cursed and rejected, and probably traumatized by the incident now that the shock had worn off, so he wanted to feel accepted again.

“Yes Noé.” You told him. The arm he’d pinned under him lifting up to stroke the back of his hair. “You can have my blood.”

His fangs are more hesitant than usual. You wonder, perhaps, if he was scared what he would see when he drank your blood. Memories are not the only thing he can see with his abilities, but emotions. All vampires could.

Fear tasted like pennies.

Hatred tasted like burnt bread.

Regret tasted like dry hay.

Love tasted like honey.

You tried to pour all your love into your veins so that it was sweet as syrup when it hit Noé’s tongue. Letting him know that you could never reject him. Never hate him. Never be afraid of him.

“More.” Noé whispered in your ear when he came up for air.

“If you take much more, I’ll pass out Noé.”

“No, I mean….” His hips jutted at your side. Feeling his erection through his night gown.

“Oh,” you realized, “you can have that too.”

Noé finally let go of you and move to take off his nightgown and get on top of you. Just as he was about to brace himself above, however, his face twisted in pain and his left arm gave out. His injury still not allowing him to take on weight. “Here, let me.”

You sit up and move the two of you around so that Noé was on his back, with you on top now. His face was flushed. Either from your blood or embarrassment you weren’t sure. You had had sex with you on top, but Noé liked being on top so much that it was pretty rare. Needs must though, and if Noé wanted to feel connected, literally and metaphorically, this was how it had to happen.

Lifting your hips up a little, your fingers make quick work of your opening, so it was easier to take him in. You were already a little wet from Noé feeding on you. The anticipation of sex with him was enough to make you wet enough, so the fingers were just a formality to avoid discomfort.

You lift your hips higher this time, bracing your hands against his chest, and slide down. Even with your work there was still a bit of a stretch, but pleasurable. One you let a quiet moan out to as you go all the way to the hilt with him inside you. “I’m going to move now.” Noé nodded enthusiastically as his hands found their way to your hips to help you start.

Your pace was slow at first. A stead rhythm of soft, passionate love making, where you both could feel the connection between you and feel whole.

Beautiful, but not satisfying. And eventually you have to work on a faster pace if you want to cum. Rocking and grinding against Noé’s pelvis as you move up & down to stimulate your clit.

“[Y/N]…I’m gonna…” He seems to barely be able to get the words out between moans. His hands, still on your hips, on autopilot as the help you reach your goal.

“It’s ok…” You pant back at him. “I’m going to cum too.”

And like the power of suggestion, the two of you quickly came. Noé arching off the bed, while you let out a sharp moan of orgasm. You quickly fell forward again Noé. Spent. His heart beating in your ear.

“Don’t get up.” He said when he felt you trying to move. “Stay here.”

“I can still lay on top of you.” Though you knew that wasn’t what he meant. “We can’t stay like this all night.”

“I know.” His cock inside you twitched. Perhaps to disagree or perhaps in disappointment. “Just…for a little while.”

He doesn’t want to give up the connection. The physical manifestation of you being together.

You sigh, but too tired to argue, and just laid your head against his chest. You could move later. Once you got your strength back. For now though, this was rather nice.

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callilemon · 7 months

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sad but fun analysis, upon watching vnc where Vani is holding Lunas cloak and looking at the placement of where the ash was dissapearing I like to think Luna hugged Vani in a sence (I know its not likely considering context) or put their hand on his shoulder as well futher backing that up there's three Scars on his back that vaguely resemble clawmarks so yeah have a tibbit of my thought process.

Also It just occurred to me that I read somewhere that Noé needs to hug somtbibg to sleep and most times we've seen vani 'sleep' he was hugged or held sooooo - ah If I could draw I would definitely doodle this scenario- well off to art class I go~!

Ohhh that is reallt good (and sad) observation :( the claw marks make perfect sense too it they came from luna... I'll have to draw that at some point. For now, here's something cute based on the second part of your ask!

Someone got too close to Noe while he was sleeping 🤭

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vanitasnocarteconfessions · 1 year

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"I feel like vanijeanne shippers have very weird picture of vanoe shippers. For example quite a lot of vanoe shippers ships also domijeanne which contradicts very popular opinion that vanoe shippers don't like Joanne. Liking Joanne or not don't have much in common with shipping vanoe. However, I noticed that some vanoe shippers kinda expect Joanne to die at some point, which is often misunderstood as vanoe shippers wanting Joanne to die so Vani would be free for Noe to take. And honestly, I have never seen a Vanoe shipper genuinely holding this opinion. Joking about it? Sure, but not being serious about it. Like no, this is not wanting Joanne to die, this is expecting Mochijun to pull the worst scenario in which everyone suffers the most. Like, let's don't forget that Vanitas will be killed by Noe at the end of the story. This is literally said at the beggining that this will ultimately be a tragic story, so the worst can be expected. And while only Vanitas fate is known at the beggining and nothing is said about what will happened to Joanne, Mochijun kinda have set the expectations, so no wonder some people expect certain vnc characters to die. But once again, expecting something to happen is not the same as wanting it to happen."

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instanetinternetgenerator · 5 months

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Server Load Balancer: A Key Feature for Scalable and Reliable Infrastructure

A server load balancer is an essential tool for any business that relies on servers to host applications, websites, or services. It plays a critical role in managing server traffic and ensuring high availability and reliability. Here are some ways the server load balancer feature of products like INSTANET can benefit various industries:

1. Load Balancing for On-Premise Servers

Distributes traffic evenly across multiple servers, preventing any single server from becoming a bottleneck.

Provides failover capability, allowing traffic to be redirected to operational servers if one or more servers fail.

Supports both TCP and HTTP loads, making it versatile for different types of server applications.

2. Enhancing Internet Connectivity for Moving Vehicles

Ideal for setting up mobile data centers in vehicles such as ambulances, buses, and coaches.

Ensures continuous and stable connections even while on the move, by balancing the load across the networks.

Provides ISP agnostic static IP addresses for remote accessibility of servers and critical equipment.

3. HDWAN Connectivity for Multi-location Networks

Enables seamless and secure exchange of data across geographically dispersed office locations.

Allows for hosting of internal servers that can be accessed securely externally, through load balancing.

Offers an alternative to SDWAN with enhanced security and always-on capabilities.

4. Remote Desktop Gateway for Remote Workforce

Role-based user access enables secure remote working through a browser interface.

Allows employees to access their systems without additional software, using standard RDP and VNC protocols.

Supports work-from-home connectivity, which has become essential in the modern workplace.

Summary

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Hihi!! I'm a bit shy about asking for hcs twice and about the same character but I really like your writing! So I was wondering if I could ask hcs where reader comforts jean-jacques (vnc) while he remembers his past or just some hurt/comfort? Tysm and no pressure!! Take care! ✨

Hello! Don't worry about requesting often the same character! It is ok!

You may send multiple requests too, I just ask to send 2 at a time and wait for me to complete them before requesting again!

Thank you for requesting! I also I am super happy you like my writting! Thank you very much!

I hope this is of your liking!

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• Some nights Jean-Jacques is quieter than usual. Not a normal quiet like " I need to recharge", but a " I wish this would go away" silence.

• It is unbearable for you. The silence is so loud that it is heart breaking.

• In moments like these, you tell him to prepare your favorite dish. Why? To keep his head busy.

• As soon as he hears you request he promptly start getting everything needed.

• A thing you do often is add something different like " but today I feel like eating it a bit more spicy but not too much!"

• All so he can focus on making the dishes flavor balanced out.

• He will mumble under his breath while thinking on how to pull it off. Adorable, no?

• But this isn't enough to shake his pretty little head out of it. A good start, though.

• After you had your meal, you offer to help him with cleaning everything while chatting.

• Now we two outcomes here: a regular bad day and a really bad day.

Scenario 1) regular bad day:

• On this case he will answer you as you chat, he won't ask anything though, so it is up to you make conversation.

• On this scenario you should ask him what's wrong while helping him clean.

• He will resist a bit, but will let you know that he memories of his past have surfaced again.

• Before he can get too much into it, you gotta act! It's time to put down whatever you are doing and give him a back hug!

• Boy will jump a bit. He wasn't expecting it.

• Nuzzle on his back while you are at it and you will get a heavy, yet relaxing, sigh

• He will be tempted to put down what he is doing but! Someone needs to finish this cleaning right?

• So he won't let you keep doing what you were doing, he rather have you clinging like a koala on his back.

• You bet he is done faster like this.

• When all is done you let go of him and guide him to your room.

• There you let him cuddle you and you whisper sweet nothing and compliments to him!

• He will want to be a little spoon and nuzzle on your neck.

• Play with hair and hug him tight from time to time to get him to sigh in relieve again.

• He may mumble how blessed he is to have you here with him and soon will sleep!

• But as soon as he gets drowsy he will give you a sleepy kiss wherever he can reach first, nuzzle on your neck, take a deep breath and relax.

• You can't help but smile at how relaxed he seemed. It's as if some heavy burden was suddenly taken away.

• You arms are his castle, a safe place, home.

Scenario 2) a really bad day:

• On this case while you are trying to chat with him, he will rarely answer you. Just a a few yes or no and a hum.

• You know things are bad by this.

• So you excuse yourself for a bit. Why? Well to build a pillow fort!

• Childish? Maybe, but it is cozy. You find the fluffiest blankets to put in there, the most comfy pillows and of course some water and tissues. He will need it. Some other things he likes too, like a book or a snack. No candles it is a fire hazard on this situation!

• When you come back you might find him sulking.

• Gently ask him what's wrong.

• He will resist a lot to tell you. So be kind and patient he will come around it to eventually, just not now. Don't pressure him either!

• When you are both done, you gently grab his hand and walks toward the room with the fort.

• He won't say much. But when he sees the fort? He will start crying.

• On this moment he will say how lucky he is to have you with him that now everything had beautiful colors when all his life everything was all black.

• He will cling to you before going into the fort.

• Good luck guiding you and him on it. You can do this! I have faith on you.

• He will start to say very depressing things about his past while crying and even sobbing.

• Please hold him and make yourself comfortable.

• He will cling to you for dear life, as if you were to disappear anytime.

• Now is the time to listen, as painful as it is to hear all the sobbing and the self hate comments.

• You can offer tissues to him while you listen and play with his hair.

• Hold him tight, draw circles on his back or even write a few things with your finger.

• When he is done pouring his heart out, hug him tight. As tight as you can and whisper sweet, honest feelings to him:

" nothing can get to you now, I am here. To protect, to love and to stay with you" .

• He may sob even more after it, but he needs to hear it! Take this time to craddle him and list what you love about him.

• You can feel his grip getting tighter at each word. You can feel the little sobs die down.

• And soon, he is calm enough to face you.

• Take his hair out his face and cup his cheeks!

• He will melt, you can see that the storm of emotions are gone from his eyes now, instead you see tired, thankful eyes.

• Your sweet smile and pink-ish cheeks makes everything so distant. So so far away, like it all happened in a nightmare.

• He may lean forward to give you a kiss on the nose. A sloppy one, since he was crying, after that he is back to nuzzle your neck.

• He won't sleep so soon. But he will start to draw patterns on your back and sides.

• Kiss the top of his head for more sighs and relaxed shoulders.

• When you fall asleep he will get up slowly to not wake you up and smile at your sleeping face. He will sigh and lean back on your shoulder.

• If you happen to stir, he will get a little stiff, but soon will relax when he feels you cuddling his head. Now he is ready to sleep.

Regardless of the scenario:

• When morning comes, he will be awake before you. But he won't leave yet.

• He will just stay there, looking at your peaceful sleeping face and trace gently, with feather like touch, your features.

• He will wait for you to wake up. When you do he will smile and thank you for spending time with him. Will also apologize for the "inconvenience "

• Please reassure him that is ok to feel sad.

• He will silently swear to himself to protect you now and forever. He won't ever leave you, ever. Even if it means giving his true name away.

• In the event he say this promise out loud, well, he will have an earful:

" I appreciate you wanting to protect me, but please, don't sacrifice yourself. I want to LIVE with you, wake up every morning to you and hold you like yesterday"

• His eyes will be glossy from the tears pooling. He will try to argue that for him, you are the most important thing in the world but your glare will put that down:

"I-i... am sorry. I- I just want to be with you too. I will fight for you! Whatever it takes, but... I will make sure I will come back home"

• That made you feel a lot better! So take your time to squish his cheek and kiss him.

• You both giggle, he gets red like a tomato. No matter how many times you two get intimate, he always blushes. Adorable.

• Now you are sure he is feeling better. The bad day is just a thing of the past, it may come back again, but you are here to save him.

• He is not alone anymore those ghosts cannot harm him any longer, because his home is right here, giggle at him.

• After all this emotional train, he is back to his normal routine. He helps you undo the fort too, if that was the case!

• He will be clinging more than usual for the next few days.

• Gotta level up your skill to do your daily routine while having him tugging at your sleeve or hugging you!

• As lovely as this is, it still stings how people could be so cruel to someone so kind.

• So this time, you promise to yourself if someone ever hurts him, they are done for.

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I hope you have enjoyed!

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Cash Flow Vs Profit: The Difference

There's a familiar adage in bookkeeping that goes: "benefits are an assessment, cash is a reality." What this implies is that while being beneficial is significant in the long haul, having sufficient money to work every day — that is, having a positive income — is a prompter, squeezing concern.

As an entrepreneur, it's vital to figure out the contrast between income and benefit, and how both elements into business achievement. In spite of the fact that it's unreasonable, a productive business could be constrained due to unfortunate income. Likewise, a business could be income positive, yet be losing cash. To avoid such scenario, consult VNC – one of the most distinguished Cash flow specialists in Australia.

So what's the distinction between income and benefit? All the more critically, how might you ensure that you're both productive AND have positive income?

What is Cash Flow?

Basically, income alludes to the progression of cash into and out of a business during a set timeframe. Income bookkeeping records exchanges exactly when cash enters or leaves your financial balance, as opposed to when a receipt is sent or gotten.

Dissimilar to a Profit and Loss explanation, income incorporates cash development that isn't rigorously benefit, similar to capital infusions from proprietors or financial backers, or cash from the offer of a resource. Essentially, it does exclude credit from providers, cash owed from clients, or cash you as of now have in the bank.

Positive income implies that you have more money approaching than active at some random moment, and you're meeting all your monetary commitments as they emerge. It's a measurement frequently used to gauge the strength of a business, and can show banks, investors, and financial backers how well an organization is doing every day. Streamline your business cash flow with one of the excellent Cash flow experts in New Zealand, VNC.

What is Profit?

Profit, otherwise called Income, is how much amount remaining when you deduct costs from the revenue. There are two primary kinds of profit:

Profit = Total Revenue – Total Expenses

Not at all like with income, a month to month or quarterly Profit and Loss explanation considers what you owe, and what you are owed for the period. Along these lines, it's a decent pointer whether your business is getting more cash than it spends generally speaking — yet won't let you know whether you presently have sufficient cash in the bank to take care of the bills.

The Difference Between Cash Flow and Profit

Set forth plainly, a Profit and Loss explanation shows whether your business is procuring more than its spending, while a Cash Flow proclamation shows when you'll have cash close by. Benefit is about the master plan, while income centers around everyday reasonability.

For a business to find lasting success, it needs a decent net revenue and positive income.

Great Profit, Poor Cash Flow

Selina possesses a little, local area centered pastry kitchen that serves great cakes to a nearby group.

A companion of hers posts an image of her smash hit chocolate croissants to Instagram, and interest in her bread shop gets. In a little more than a month, interest for croissants duplicates, and Selina winds up routinely running unavailable.

To stay aware of interest, she puts resources into new gear, and duplicates her ordinary request of provisions.

Tragically, albeit the new income would more than cover the costs in a couple of months' time, Selina is in the red when it comes time to pay her providers. She is compelled to take out an exorbitant loan to meet her obligations, driving her further into the red.

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Great Cash Flow, Poor Profit

Parita possesses a development organization, zeroing in on building high-thickness, reasonable lodging. She's constantly highly esteemed paying her laborers, providers, and bills on time.

Parita works carefully, keeping away from credits at every possible opportunity, timing approaches and outgoings so she can constantly meet her commitments. In spite of her emphasis on reasonableness, the business has consistently turned a clean benefit.

What she doesn't expect anyway are the increasing expenses related with production network interruption. The pandemic creates setbacks and increments costs across the business, and Parita's business is the same. Since contracts were at that point set up with purchasers for her assembles, the expenses eat into her all around thin overall revenues.

Parita's business remains income positive all through the monetary year, yet the absence of benefit implies her plan of action is at this point not viable.

The Right Balance

Johnny is a performer, with a genuinely enormous global following. In line with his fans, he's arranging his very first abroad visit.

He and his supervisory crew rapidly resolve that a visit is possible, yet Johnny needs more money in the bank to pay forthright costs like setting recruit, sound and lighting professionals, ticket administrations and so on.

They set up a financial plan for the excursion, and make a gauge investigating the number of tickets that they'd need to offer to repay a bank credit. They likewise take a gander at a most dire outcome imaginable, in which they sell 20% less tickets than they expect. They find what is going on, they can in any case take care of their expenses and create a gain in the event that they track down less expensive convenience, and take public vehicle between urban communities.

Equipped with this data, Johnny can unhesitatingly apply for a bank credit. The visit goes off effortlessly, and Johnny winds up selling out a large portion of his shows. The bank credit is reimbursed on time, and Johnny and his supervisory group leave with a robust benefit.

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