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cheekbites-moved · 3 years

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vanitas episode 2 reactions

imma do this for the whole series yes bc it’s fun. spoilers ahead obviously

every time i watch this show that sexy vampire song plays in my head bc it’s accurate. but i left my cross & garlic at home on purpose, personally

girl help the sky is fucking cracked to hell???

i really don’t like that there’s parallels to pandora hearts with this curse-bearer shit it makes me nervous. any other series having pandora hearts parallels is like HELL YEAH I LOVE IT HERE THIS IS SICK but a mochijun series paralleling pandora hearts??? in Two ways cause us being warned abt vanitas’ death at the end v much mirrors knowing abt break’s death ahead of time... i’m scared. she’s gonna rip me to shreds and i’m gonna let her but will that spare me from being fucked up in a manner i will never recover from once again? absolutely not

oh shit it’s she (?) i. i think.

omg pretty water?! god im such a fucking huge slut for pretty animated water tkjkrj i watched the first two seasons of the swiming anime just for that

why is dr being suggested again stop calling me out on my bullshit

the. the moon is leaking.... or crying?! IS THE MOON CRYING?? WHO HURT THE MOON ILL FUCK YOU UP

the op is a never skip kinda op i adore this bitch. the gay rights? the groove? unparalleled. i think only the first carole & tuesday op can rival the gay since it’s literally called kiss me u know lol but this bitch is pretty close. the ending is just as good & gay & unskippable

DONT JUST- JUST HAVE NOE LOOKING LIKE THAT RIGHT AWAY ARE U TRYING TO KILL ME IM A WEAK LITTLE BITCH FOR VAMPIRES U CANT DO THIS TO ME

“my dear noe” you are gay.

“partners in crime” just kiss him already god :/

being in a jail cell together p damn gay too ngl

idk y’all his wording Clearly lends to him wanting you to just give the book a vibe check it’s really not that deep

kiss him kiss him right now you gay fool

ah......................... tsundere................ justlikearthurfromarthur

noe you hurt his feelings ktjtrjt

WHOM the FUCK is count orlock what kinda name is that

th... the host club....

S... STOP U CANT DO THESE FUCKING CLOSE-UPS OF THESE STUPID SEXY VAMPIRES FACES TO ME LIKE THIS WHY IS VANITAS SMILING AT HIM & ME LIKE THAT I CANT HANDLE THIS IM GONNA SCREAM

these backgrounds are really pretty this is a mochijun anime im gonna cry

yall going somewhere with “valentine” in the name?? bc you’re fucking gay??? and on a date???????

humankind instead of mankind :)

HELLO LADIES. LOVE TO SEE SOME SEXY ALCINA & LUST KIN WITH THOSE FINE NAILS

dont smugly smile like that u bastard ur literally making my heart skip beats i loathfully love u

murrdurr strikes again

WHY IS HE SITTING LIKE I DO... GAY ASS GNC BITCH

noooo!!!

someone please help noe he is having a panic attack. me too when ppl yell around me noe

I JUST MADE THE GAYEST FACE IVE EVER MADE IN MY LIFE WHEN HE KICKED THAT TABLE GOD YES BABY LOSE YOUR MIND GO APESHIT GO FERAL MCFREAKIN’ LOSE IT MY DARLING NOE

THE COUNT HAS POINT EAAARRRSSS WHY DIDNT NOE GET POINTY EARS I WAS ROBBED!!!!!!!!

he’s blushing now that his bf stopped being a tsundere. cute.

:/...... im gay for noe thats all im saying

BATBI!

“penultimate partner” shut your gay fucking mouth oh my GOD

he not over his tsundere shit nvm

vanitas is such a fucking bastard i love him

i wuv u batbi ur my favorite character now

omg inuyasha and kagome??? is that u???

and who is this gay bitch

i love when he goes sonic kin <3 nyoom bitch <3

batbi squeaks ;-; <33

sh... sharon????

YEET

ah clearly not sharon as i expected but she does look exactly like her in that one unfortunate omake

yuki kaijura talent peaking

HELLO JEANNE I KNOW OF YOU PRETTY DARLING

their faces tkjtkjrkjrkjtrekreje

“hurray!!! :>” gay

vanitas is such a fucking expressive character he’s great

love how that woman who looks like sharon is just. standing there. watching. enjoying the show. i mean i’d probably stay watching too if a bunch of vampires were in front of me too to be fair

me too vanitas & noe holy shit hello ma’am

that is a SEXY weapon WOWEE U EVER GAY FOR AN ANIME WEAPON

YES YUKI KAIJURA MY BELOVED GO OFF WITH THE JAMS

y.. yeet??????????

MY BELOVED YOUR ARM

stop making those faces at me vanitas u asshole im too gay for you as it is

i had a dream about being with a vampire and i was very sad when i woke up to not having one so this satisfied me for now. excited for more~ <3

#vnc #vnc spoilers #mine #luna watches vnc

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celestial-leaves · 4 years

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More Rolivier Head canons and Modern Day AU thoughts

HC 19) The’re both popular with the ladies but for different reasons. Roland has a charming personality while Olivier has his good looks. Roland enjoys a the excitement of a fling, he’ll sleep around if only to relieve the day’s stress. It’s all in good fun so long as the other person is having a good time as well. Olivier tried the whole ‘dating thing’ exactly one time. He decided that he hated it pretty swiftly. It added to much additional stress to his already very stressful life.

HC 20) Roland has stronger legs, Olivier has stronger arms.

HC 21) Surprisingly, Roland doesn’t really go for nicknames. Sometimes though… when it’s just the two of them, he’ll let an “Oli” slip out. The first time it happened Roland didn’t even notice but Olivier did. Cue some very flustered flailing.

HC 22) Roland’s deamon would be a canine, either a Yellow Labrador, Golden Retriever, or a Dutch Shepherd. Something friendly and fluffy looking and easily underestimated. Olivier’s deamon would be a feline, either a Savannah, Turkish Van, or a Siberian cat.

HC 23) Roland is the one who does the cooking. He makes Olivier pay for the groceries though. In a modern day AU, he’d probably regularly attend a Saturday Farmer’s Market. Sometimes Olivier will come with, but more often than not he’ll just aggressively cuddle a pillow and grumble. Roland thinks it’s cute how his boyfriend turns into a sloth on the weekends. Olivier is the type of person who has trouble falling asleep quickly, his brain is always going in overdrive. He’d worry less if Roland wasn’t such a risk taker. Plane flights and train rides don’t put him to sleep, he spends the entire flight either worrying or thinking and comes out of it even crabbier than when he got on. His underlings have a betting pool on how long it will take him to curse at someone whenever they travel somewhere, and who that victim will be. So far, Roland is the reigning champion. Car rides are the exception. Put him in a car and Olivier passes the fuck out. Roland finds it amusing. One moment Olivier will be complaining about the music and the next he’ll be nodding off against the window. Roland has bribed Olivier’s team of minions to send him photos whenever they’re working different cases.

HC 24) More modern AU HCs, they went to college together but didn’t meet till their Junior year as Roland transferred in from a community college. Naturally, they were roommates. Despite their numerous fights they still got an apartment together for their senior year, “it was cheaper after all.” Both Olivier and Roland were on the fencing team, having begun in High-school (elementary school in Olivier’s case). Roland did gymnastics as a child but dropped it when it became too expensive to pursue. Mira also attended their college, she was in a few of their classes and rapidly joined the friend group. There were several occasions during their senior year the Olivier would come home from work and find the two sleeping at the table, a bottle or four in the trash can. Mira ended up getting her own key and crashing on the couch, the problems of having a stuck up bitch of a dorm roommate. The three are still quite close, all working for the same criminal investigation service. Olivier and Roland as team leaders and Mira as a medical examiner.

HC 25) Olivier’s non-binary with a preference for he/him pronouns, and looks stunning in whatever he decides to wear. His family has the money and so he can afford to buy a dress just to see Roland’s jaw drop.

HC 26) (Still modern daying things) Roland first meets Noe and Vanitas in the underground labyrinth of some old bunkers. He’s there investigating a potential terrorist cell and they are there tracking down a missing child. The building going ba-boom over there heads rather hastens their introductions. Olivier does not meet these mysterious strangers until several months later when Roland invites them out to lunch. “It’s a working lunch, Olivier. Working~”

HC 27) Roland is the one that sends cute texts and leaves post it notes in Olivier’s lunch box. He once sneaked a whole ass cake into the office and left it on Olivier’s desk. Somehow, by some sheer luck, the entire office does not know that they’re dating.

HC 28) Olivier can sing, he’s got the range~ Sometime’s he’ll sing in the shower. Sometime’s he’ll lullaby Roland, but that’s for special occasions only. Due to his upbringing he took singing and dance lessons as a child. They put him in the choir as a child and he didn’t hate it. Roland can sing, kind of, but he’d rather screech and belt stuff out. HC 29) Who confessed first, modern day AU version? Roland does but it’s a close call. Olivier had been planning his words for weeks, drunk some liquid courage, and been about to do the thing when Roland just drops an “I love you” out of left field and continued on his way to the kitchen.

#VNC #roland fortis #Olivier #rolivier #Modern Day AU #the case study of vanitas #les memoires de vanitas #who gave me a pen?

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escarghosting · 6 years

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Hello hello @eli-and-fictional-sons!! Coincidentally, I was also your secret santa for the @vncsecretsanta! Here’s you’re gift; it’s sort of a college au, but there’s hardly any mention if college so *shrugs* I had fun writing it! This is my first fic for vnc so if either of them seem ooc, that’s why lol. Hope you enjoy it! Happy new years!

Title: Love Thy Neighbor

Rating: T, mostly for swearing

Word count: 1536

Summary: Vanitas really doesn’t like his neighbor. Really. No matter how attractive he may be. So why exactly does he agree let him use his shower?

Vanitas really…didn’t like his next door neighbor.

Noe was his name. Ever since the guy moved in, there was always something the other did that pissed them off. It all started when Noe started parking in Vanitas’ spot. No matter how often he yelled at him about it, Noe still managed to park in his spot at least once a week. Things just went downhill from there.

At some point in the past 5 months of living next to each other, Vanitas started going out of his way to piss Noe off; his favorite was playing loud music early in the morning, because Noe was nothing but grumpy without at least 8 hours of sleep. Yes, Vanitas was that petty.

But what really peeved Vanitas about Noe is how…perfect he was. When Vanitas wasn’t doing things to annoy him, Noe was actually pretty nice. He gave Vanitas rides sometimes when the weather was too bad to take his bike (although music in the car was another source of tension between them), and he checked up on him often to make sure he was eating and sleeping well, because “no one should look as dead as you do” (which, unsurprisingly, aggravated Vanitas to no end). He was naïve, but it was kind of endearing. Sometimes.

He was also fine as hell, not that Vanitas would ever admit it. Tall, well-built, pretty eyes, and to-the point about everything. Noe might as well be the man of Vanitas’ dreams, and he hated it.

…Okay, maybe he had a teeny tiny crush.

It didn’t matter anyway, nothing would ever come of it. Why would Noe ever like him back? All Vanitas did was purposefully annoy him. Most of their conversations consisted of pointed glares and hardly contained anger, mostly from Vanitas. Noe deserved to be with someone much better than him.

‘Maybe you guys just need to get together, let out that awkward sexual tension. I bet you that’s the reason you’re always so cranky with each other, idiot.’

Vanitas slammed the butter knife down on the counter. Screw Dante and his stupid advice! What did he know anyway? He was just some baldy with as much romance experience as a doormat. That was the last thing he needed to be thinking about right now. He stared down at his unfinished peanut butter sandwich. He couldn’t eat now, he was too bitter. Maybe I’ll just take a hot shower and lay down for the night, he thought. It wasn’t even 9:00, but there’s nothing wrong with a little extra sleep, right? In fact, Noe would probably be proud—

Ohhh, no. That thought was going to end right there. Vanitas dragged himself to the bathroom—which wasn’t very far in this tiny apartment—but before he could turn on the faucet, there was a knock at the door.

Fan-fucking-tastic.

“Who could possibly be knocking at this hour?” Vanitas muttered angrily. He was in no mood to humor anyone for anything. Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, Vanitas stomped over to the door and flung it open. “This had better be impor—”

Standing in the hallway was none other than Noe himself. He was holding a towel and a hair brush in one arm, dressed in his loose white pajamas. The look on his face was awkward and somewhat...pained?

Vanitas couldn’t stop himself from admiring the other man. The way strands of white hair fell into his face, or how his shirt hugged his broad shoulders...

Stooooooop!

“What do you want? This had better be important, Noe,” he spat.

Noe pursed his lips. “I need to use your shower.”

“…Why can’t you use yours?” At this Noe shuffled his feet, looking anywhere but Vanitas. Was he… embarrassed?

“You see,” he started, “I may have tripped over Murr heading to the shower, and ripped the shower head from the wall trying to catch myself.”

Vanitas just stared. Of course Noe would manage to do something like that.

Thinking it over, he supposed there was no harm in letting him in. Call it payback for all the times Noe’s helped him. It was a little annoying that he’d have to let Noe take one first, but the was no way he was waiting around Vanitas’ apartment until he was done. Besides, this way he could take as long as he wanted.

“I guess,” he sighed, stepping aside to let him in. He swore Noe had stars in his eyes when he thanked him. Weirdo.

Noe stepped in to the apartment, looking around like he’d never been in there before. “Our showers are probably the same,” he said, shutting the door behind him. “So I don’t think I have to help you—hey! Don’t touch that!”

Vanitas was an art student, but since he and Noe weren’t friends, the other had never seen anything Vanitas had made. He had been working on a minimalist human sculpture for a class earlier, and must’ve forgotten to put it away because Noe was about to pick it up good lord.

He grabbed Noe’s arm before he could touch it, glaring at him. “It’s wet! I don’t need you squishing it with your inhuman strength!”

Noe blinked at him. “Oh. Sorry. I’ve never seen someone make something like this before, I wanted to know what it felt like. You’re really good at this!”

So naïve but so cute. Noe was practically sparkling. He didn’t say anything he didn’t mean; he really thought Vanitas’ half-assed sculpture was cool. Vanitas could feel the annoyance drain from him with every second.

“Whatever. Just go take your shower. You have 10 minutes!”

“Sure, but you’re gonna have to let go of me first, Vanitas.”

Vanitas blinked. He was still holding Noe’s arm. And when did they get so close? Vanitas (very calmly, mind you) let go and stepped back, clearing his throat. “Right.”

Noe nodded and headed to the bathroom. “And don’t touch anything you don’t need to!” Vanitas called after him.

As soon as the door shut, Vanitas was on the couch, internally screaming at himself. How could he be more awkward! All he did was grab his arm! Nothing weird about that. It was the first time he’d ever actually touched Noe though, and he was every bit as muscular as he looked, god damn. It would be a while before he’d forget about that discovery.

By the time the ten minutes were up, Vanitas had mostly gotten himself together. Enough to realize the shower was still running. He got up and banged on the bathroom door. “Noe! Come on! You better not use up all my hot water, I swear.”

The shower quickly shut off, followed by scrambled footsteps. ‘Please don’t slip, I don’t need you breaking my shower, too,’ he hoped.

A minute later, the door opened, and Vanitas thought he actually might die that night.

The first thing he noticed was Noe’s hair. He’d never seen it so curly. In hindsight, it only made sense; Noe’s hair shouldn’t have been that straight. He just couldn’t picture Noe using a straightener without severely burning himself. (Then again, no one should have white hair at 19, so could you really blame him?) It was still soaking wet, dripping down into the towel around his neck.

The next thing he noticed was that Noe Archiviste was shirtless and dripping wet in his apartment.

He just couldn’t catch a break, could he.

Vanitas had never been more grateful for his amazing poker face, because if he was, he’d probably look like a firetruck right then. “It’s about time,” he grumbled, pointedly looking away from Noe. He was dense, but there’s no way he wouldn’t notice Vanitas all but drooling over his body.

“Sorry Vanitas, guess I lost track of time.” Vanitas hummed in acknowledgement. Suddenly, his face was in Vanitas’ line of sight. He was carefully studying Vanitas’ face. “What’s wrong? You seem crankier than usual.”

Damn him and his skill for reading people. He refused to meet Noe’s eyes. “Tch. Nothing’s wrong. Can you just put your shirt on and leave so I can go back to enjoying my night?”

Noe stood back up. He could hear the shirt being pulled over his head. “By the way, your shower curtain’s a horrible color. My eyes hurt just looking at it.”

Vanitas whipped his head around to retort because it was a nice shade of blue dammit, but his words died in his throat. Noe had a soft smile on his face, and he was chuckling softly, and Vanitas felt like he might actually melt.

“Thanks for letting me use your shower,” he said as he started driying his hair. “Hey, I know this place that has amazing tarte tatin; you should come with me sometime.” All Vanitas could do was nod and give a soft “sure”. He was only half-listening; he was too focused on the fact that Noe was actually smiling at him.

Noe nodded. “Great. I guess I’ll see you around then?” he didn’t wait for a response before leaving Vanitas star-struck in his own apartment.

‘Wait a minute. Did Noe just ask me out on a date?’

Maybe this night wasn’t as horrible as he thought.

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(A/N: the little shirtless Noe scene was supposed to be more descriptive with more freaking out from Vani, but half way through writing this, I remembered the Shirtless Kylo Ren meme and I had a hell of a time writing that part without dying of laughter i’m sorry

Also I totally threw in my headcanon that Noe has naturally somewhat-curly hair bc come on he’s black for goodness sake)

#vncsecretsanta #vanitas no carte #vnc #eli-and-fictional-sons #apparently i don't know how to keep a fic short these days it was not supposed to be this long #lol #i had so many ideas since you didn't want a specific prompt #but this was the easiest i think #but now i have ideas for MORE vnc fics so thank you #hope you like it!#by me #fic

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