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shytastemakerthing · 5 months
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Hi! I was wondering if I could please get an Ikemen matchup, I'm torn between Sengoku, Prince and Vampire so whichever is great!
I'm an INFP Gemini, 5'4, I'm covered in burns scars but I'm not self conscious about them. I'm the dad friend of my group so naturally I come with terrible dad jokes and puns! I can be quite annoying (in a lovable way?) and have been known to wake friends up at crazy hours to talk to them. I'm also awkward and I'm terrible at introductions if you couldn't already tell 😂
I tend to hide my emotions but I crave someone who can understand and accepts me for who I am. I daydream and zone out a lot but I'm also observate and am a good listener! On top of all this I'm also sassy, sarcastic and stubborn...I can also be a bit lazy and somewhat lack ambition.
My hobbies include: Gaming, painting, drawing, art history, knitting, crochet, reading, learning languages, watching anime, watching the same shows on repeat, baking watching my favourite sport and learning new things!
My love language (receiving) is acts of service and quality time. I love giving/making gifts and Christmas is my favourite time of the year (I go absolutely bonkers for Christmas!) And I'm secretly a romantic at heart.
My big three anime kins are:
Kaido (Saikki K)
Chifuyu (Tokyo Revengers)
Yamaguchi (Haikyuu)
I hope this information is enough,- I'm so bad at talking about myself but I wanted to try cause I've wanted a matchup for so long!
Hello and thank you so much for the request! Thank you for being so patient with me on this so I really do hope that you like your match-up! Since there were several options to choose from (and I would love to be able to do all 3 but I'm trying to conserve the time to try and get all the remaining requests out, I may come back for the others), I went with Ikemen Vampire as I haven't done one of those just yet!
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I match you with............
Vincent Van Gogh
Who better for someone who enjoys painting and drawing such as yourself than a world wide known artist who is responsible for creating some of the most memorable pieces of artwork in history?
Now, it took some time to get into the relationship. The issue wasn't with Vincent, as he really was a nice person who grew rather fond of you. It was getting past his brother, Theo, before things finally took off. Theo is just protective of Vincent but seeing that you really do care for his brother and mean no harm, he starts to warm up to you, most of the time, at least.
I can see both of you having a lot of painting dates. They're honestly really fun and entertaining. Both of you meet up really just anywhere, he'll even bring some food and drinks over (try not to mistake the drinking water for the paint water.... I've done that too many times), while everything is being set up. And a lot of the time, he does end up painting you.
He will certainly feed into your love languages. Sometimes quality time is all that is needed when you are with someone you love. Just the presence of them is enough to make one happy. Acts of service, Vincent is a gentleman. Service is something he will certainly show to you, whether it be elaborate or just something calming and simple such as just bringing you your favorite drink after a long day.
If you were to ever give him something as a gift, it is now his most cherished possession and he now has a stand/shelf in his room dedicated just for the things that you have gifted him. They are his prized treasures.
Overall, his love for you is as endless as the stars that he paints. You are his beautiful and amazing muse, the one that he cares for so deeply that it makes his chest hurt. And he wears it all with a smile on his face.
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MC: The floor is lava!
Vincent: *helps MC onto the counter*
Theo: *kicks Arthur off the sofa*
Arthur: *lays on the floor*
MC: ...Are you okay?
Arthur: No.
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xxsycamore · 2 months
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Happy Birthday to dear @annis-rodoria-93 !! I saw about your injuries and that you're gonna be busy on your bday and wanted to make something to hopefully make your day a bit better!! :( Love you a lot! ❤❤
CW: injuries
[🍰] 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚅𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝 …
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Vincent:
"Hehe...It's your birthday today, so I feel a little bad for eating from your sweets... but if you insist..."
Vincent's thousand-sunshines-bright smile lights up the room more than the sun outside could ever hope to, as he digs into the sweet pastry on the plate... The way it's prepared, with a hard icing layer on top, Vincent can't fork a piece without making just a bit of a mess. You both chuckle at that, neither being the type to care too much about etiquette, especially not in each other's presence. Vincent loves that about you; he loves being messy, free, himself.
"It was delicious, thank you! Time to change your band-aids. Would you please give me your hand?"
Ever since Leonardo's cat Lumiere ended up scratching you in a rare show of hostility, Vincent has taken it as his role to be your professional caretaker for any and all difficulties you might face until your recovery. A part of it is changing your band-aids and applying medicine. Today's procedure is no different, and even if you should've gotten used to the affectionate and gentle gesture, you can't help but feel your heart skip a beat as he holds your hand delicately.
Once the medicine is applied, Vincent retrieves the fresh band-aids to put on your injuries... but these seem to be no ordinary band-aids.
You can see miniature flowers drawn on them; some completely covered in them while others sparse in order to make space for some written words. You can spot schatje, liefje, as well as a beterschap which you know from him means get well soon...
"I did those using non-toxic paint but still be careful if you take them off in my absence so that their upper side doesn't come in contact with your wounds! I thought... I could do this for you so you don't have to look at the boring plain band-aids... Do you like them?"
Vincent's cheeks are rosy as if there could be any reason to have doubts about this awfully endearing gesture - you have no choice but to hug him tight and let him know his sole existence could easily heal any wound of yours.
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arthurs-puppygirl · 3 months
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Theo is so traumatized. I’m sorry baby boy, I fuck your bro and now I’m yur sister is law 😭
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hhoneypop · 3 months
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@hhoneypop. — “ so raise me up, never say you've had enough; and you'll know it's love when it's bottled up. . .”
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bicayaya · 4 months
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“make my wish come true…”
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“…all i want for christmas is you.”
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☁︎ vincent van gogh moodboard - 9 days of christmas (2/9)
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10/01 Omg, the cuties
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aquagirl1978 · 1 month
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Your Body Is My Canvas - Vincent van Gogh x Reader (Ikemen Vampire)
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A/N: Happy Birthday Vincent!
Pairing: Vincent x Reader
Prompt: Reader wants a tattoo, but Vincent has thoughts
Word Count: 477
Tags: fluff with the slightest hint of spice at the end
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“Stay still,” Vincent said softly, his long fingers wrapping around your wrist, his grip firm as he held you in place.
“It tickles.”
“Sorry,” Vincent apologized. His bright blue eyes, clear as the sky above, flicked up momentarily to meet yours, his attention immediately returning to his work. “I’m almost done.” 
His touch was ever so gentle as he brushed the last pink petal onto your skin, completing his work.
“There,” he said, letting your wrist go free, your skin already missing his touch. Looking down at your forearm, you found a delicate branch of cherry blossoms now decorating your skin. 
“I think this one might be my favorite.”
“You say that everytime.”
“But this time it’s true. I love it so much, I’d like to make it permanent….”
“No,” Vincent replied simply.
You looked at him confused. A few times, you had broached the idea of getting a tattoo of one of his pieces, but for one reason or another, nothing ever came to fruition. Someway, somehow, Vincent always skirted the idea and quickly changed the subject. 
“Why?” you implored, admiring the artwork adorning your arm. “I can’t imagine a better way to show my love and appreciation of your art.”
“And mar your skin?” He traced an outline of the branches on your arm, the ghost of his touch sending sweet tingles throughout your body. He tilted your chin with his thumb, lifting your gaze to meet his. “You are my muse, and your body is my canvas. Every inch of your body is precious to me. While I appreciate your desire to make this permanent, that would take away space for future art.”
He took your hand in his; bringing your joined hands to his lips, he brushed a soft kiss across your knuckles. His blue eyes burned with an intense passion; the way he looked at you stirred a heat below your belly.
“I can always get a new canvas, I can’t get a new you.” 
Heat rose to your cheeks at his words. Vincent had a way of making you feel things, forcing you to see yourself in a completely different light. Maybe it was the artist in him, how he saw the world in a different way than most, that he was able to do this.
With your free hand, you cupped his cheek and brought your face to meet his. “Okay,” you whispered, your lips melting into his in a sweet kiss. 
“That and…” Vincent nipped at your lower lip, pleasure rippling through your body in gentle waves as his hand moved to caress your curves. “I don’t want anyone else to touch your body the way I do.”
Cradling your head, he gently guided your body to lie in the grass, hands still linked as you spent the remainder of the afternoon joined together under the cherry blossom tree.
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candied-boys · 5 months
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Awww I got some 5 ⭐ cards for ranking in the silly, not worth it xmas event 🥹
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Look at those twigs for legs 💖 isn't he precious 💞
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elidoesart · 3 months
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My aunt bought me 2 Vincent sketch books😯‼️
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I have never been this happy in my life before🤧
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lichtluv · 6 months
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.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
𝑖 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑘𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑜𝑤𝑛 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑝𝑜𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑜 𝑖𝑡,
𝑤𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑠 𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑠ℎ 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑒, 𝑖 𝑑𝑎𝑠ℎ 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑜𝑟...
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𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑐𝑘 𝑎𝑛𝑦𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑦 𝑤ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒'𝑠 𝑟𝑢𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑑.
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
↳ 𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙫𝙖𝙣 𝙜𝙤𝙜𝙝 𝙢𝙤𝙤𝙙𝙗𝙤𝙖𝙧𝙙.
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fang-and-feather · 3 months
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Ikemen Vampire - Jean x Vincent x Reader
For Fluffbruary Day 2 Prompt: Engagement from @fluffbruary
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You loved having a place where you and your boyfriends could be alone. With how chaotic the mansion was, it was good to escape such a nosy crowd. Although you went there more often when the flowers were in bloom, which usually coincided with the best weather for picnics.
That was what you and your boyfriends had planned for that afternoon. You found yourself lying on Jean’s lap under the shadow of a tree. He was reading a book aloud, but you found it hard to pay attention when his other hand caressed your hair, almost lulling you to sleep.
“Vincent is late.” You commented, rubbing your eyes to try to keep yourself awake.
The picnic was set, but you were waiting on Vincent, who told you he just had something to finish and would join you.
“He said he had something to do in town.”
You looked up at Jean, surprised by the news. That explained his absence, but you heard nothing about him going to town.
“Maybe he needed something to finish his latest project. He’s been so secretive about it. Vincent has never kept us from seeing an unfinished painting before.”
“He’ll share it when he is ready. Be patient.” Jean told you, smiling.
You smiled back, happy to see how comfortable Jean had become in his relationship with you and Vincent, despite the tough start of your relationship.
“A mystery just makes me more curious.” You laughed softly, prying his hand from your head to intertwine your fingers with his. “It’s not like there are any important dates ahead for it to be a gift.”
“I told him we could have a picnic another day if he was busy, but he insisted.”
It was somewhat unlike Vincent. He didn’t like inconveniencing you, but he would otherwise tell you to go ahead without him, even if it was for you to deny it.
Then you felt Jean shift and sat up in time to see Vincent arrive, carrying a covered painting. He waved at you with such a bright smile that it looked like he hadn’t seen you in years, rather than a few hours. Although you had actually spent very little time together while he was painting.
You waved back, then stood up to go meet him, with Jean following you, but Vincent gestured for you to wait.
When he reached where you were, Vincent carefully set the painting down on the picnic blanket and hushed to pull both of you for a tight hug, and when he pulled away, each of you were treated to a deep kiss.
“Vincent?” Jean asked, rubbing his back.
“I missed you. I know we saw each other sometimes, but it wasn’t enough. I wanted so much to show you what I was working on, but I also wanted it to be a surprise.” Vincent finally pulled away, his smile faltering just a little. “I hope this will be a good surprise.”
“Nothing from you could be anything but.” Jean told Vincent, caressing his cheek.
“That’s how in love we are with you.” You added, kissing his cheek. “We would love to see your surprise if you’re ready to show us.”
“Go ahead.” He motioned to the painting, his smile again as bright as the sun. In fact, he looked almost giddy, which only made you more excited to see it. You looked at Jean, and he nodded with a soft smile, gently taking your hand and guiding you to sit on the edge of the blanket. “I usually paint things as I see them, but this one is more like… something that’s been on my mind for some time now.”
You propped the canvas against the picnic basket and carefully removed the cloth covering it.
It was a painting of a church decked for a wedding, in white with golden details and bouquets of lilies and sunflowers. At the altar, bathed in sunlight, stood a bride and two grooms in a private ceremony. Some would say lonely, but you could feel the happiness of that silent moment.
Fighting the tears pooling at the corners of your eyes, you turned to look at Vincent behind you, not a bit surprised but no less emotional when he knelt down with a shy smile, showing you the contents of the little box in his hand.
“I know we can’t exactly have a proper wedding, but I wanted us to have this, at least. It would make me the happiest to be your eternal fiancé, if you would have me.”
Not trusting yourself to speak, you nodded, offering him your hand so he could slip the ring on your finger. Then he kissed your hand, first just below the ring, then on the back.
“I would have no other.” You managed to whisper, whipping away the tears you couldn’t contain.
With a last smile to you, also looking very emotional, Vincent turned to Jean, who had turned around but looked astonished, as if he still couldn’t process what was happening.
“And yours, too.” Vincent’s voice quivered as he pulled another ring box from his pocket. “The two of you are the lights of my life, and I will love both of you for as long as I live.”
Jean finally managed to push through his shock and smile at Vincent.
“You are the lights of my life.” He said back. “Without you, I would still be lost in the dark. And although sometimes it still surprises me that the two of you would want me, it would be my honor to have this bond with you.” As Vincent put the ring on Jean’s finger, it was Jean who pulled him to place a soft kiss on the back of Vincent’s hand. “In fact, I planned to ask you myself, after you were finished with your work.” Jean’s reached to hold your hand too.
“I guess, in our situation, two rings make more sense than one.” You had been thinking of getting them anyway. The two of them only beat you to it. “Although I guess that could raise some awkward questions.”
“Let them.” Jean spoke, to your surprise. Your relationship being something most people considered wrong was something he still struggled a little with. Him being the one to step in to reassure you showed how secure he had become. “It is our relationship. Their opinion should mean nothing. And for the wedding, it diesn’t have to be something traditional.” Jean cast a soft gaze towards Vincent’s painting. “We could have something private. Maybe here?”
But you knew that, out of all of you, Jean was the one who cared the most about having a proper wedding. Vincent seemed to know too, because he lowered his gaze and spoke slowly.
“Are you sure? You know, I wouldn’t mind if the two of you had a proper wedding. It won’t change our relationship.”
Jean turned to look back at him and gently tipped his chin up so Vincent would look at him.
“I won’t get married if it’s not to both my partners.” He spoke firmly, but his smile was gentle, and he moved to caress Vincent’s cheek while tightening his hold on your hand. 
“We are not.” You agreed. “It would be nice if we could have this together, but, as you said, it won’t change our relationship. I like Jean’s idea, but if you really want, I know how we can have something closer to a traditional wedding. Someone who could maybe be convinced to help. We don’t have to decide now, anyway. What about focusing on our time together? And later, maybe we can plan our engagement party.”
“You’re right. I would rather focus on the time I finally have with my fiances.” Vincent kissed each of you. “Whatever happens from now on, I love both of you. Forever.”
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xxsycamore · 1 month
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𝗟𝗮𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗜𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗕𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗠𝗲𝗱𝗶𝗰𝗶𝗻𝗲 [Vincent x Reader]
↬ 💛 It's as if Vincent's smile alone is able to fight your cramps, but it seems like he has a stronger weapon up his sleeve.
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Vincent van Gogh x menstruating!Reader • rating: G • tags: Menstruation; Period Cramps; mentions of Menstruation art; Fluff; Pet names • wordcount:  973 • masterlist
a/n: It's Vincent's turn! If you happen to suffer from cramps and you want your favorite ikevamp suitor comforting you in their own unique way, may I also offer: Napoleon, Comte, Mozart, Theo, Leonardo, Sebastian, Arthur (NSFW) 💕(All fics in this series share the same opening scene!)
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It’s another beautiful day at the mansion, and the sun is continuing to shine brightly outside as afternoon settles in. Your list of chores is more than half-way done now, the morning was a productive one and you pat yourself on the back for pushing through at your usual pace, even if your period surprised you early this morning. Sleeves rolled up and armed with a feather duster, you march towards the lounge room to take care of another chore.
Specks of dust dance in the afternoon sun, windows wide open, as you complete your task little by little. Soon the sections left to dust decrease and you start to tire - a minor pain in your tummy appearing as well, as if to persuade you into taking a short break. You throw a look to the grandfather clock. You’ve been a busy bee; not even the distraction of dusting off some of Comte’s highly intriguing antiques couldn’t get you late on your own schedule.
You sit down at the spacious couch area, grab a throw pillow to hug, and fall on your side - shoe-covered feet juust hanging off the couch because it won’t be worth the effort of taking them off for just a minute or two of rest.
Uh-oh! The pain doesn’t go away and only gets worse instead. Suddenly moving as much as a millimeter equals signing a death warrant.
“Help” You whisper to yourself, clutching onto the throw pillow.
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Did the room just get brighter or- no, that's just your boyfriend Vincent entering. The beam of light that is his smile upon finding you here is cutting through the dark clouds of despair lingering over your head... but he still seems to notice them.
"Are you alright, schatje? I don't see you laying around here often..."
You let out a meek noise signaling he's indeed right to worry, as much as you don't want this to be the case... Rising to a seated position while still hugging the pillow, you follow Vincent's baby blue eyes as he takes a seat next to you, and finally mutter the words.
"My tummy hurts."
Vincent's eyes widen further. "Oh no! What can I do for you? Do you have more of those pills from your time in your bag?"
"I don't think so... Can you just stay here with me for a while?"
Vincent takes one of your hands to caress, giving you his best smile and a nod even though you can tell he's still worried. Relaxing back in the soft cushions together with him, you find it cute how his soft sigh comes only after yours. His care is always so gentle and thorough, and you can always feel it.
Melting into his caress as he draws figures on your palm, you suddenly think of something and giggle.
"What's it, schatje?"
"I just remembered, did you know that in my time menstrual art was a thing? Like artists using menstrual blood for their paintings?"
You catch your bottom lip between your teeth as soon as the question leaves your mouth, not quite sure if you should've said it after all. You know your Vincent but even so, it's a ...peculiar thing to talk about.
"Really? That's so intriguing, what a unique and bold way to represent one's struggles... I'm happy to know that the social stigma about it is no more. It never stood right with me, it's part of being...human."
You don't have the heart to tell him that this is far from the end of the stigma surrounding periods, but you're pleasantly surprised by his reaction. When you first started dating, you'd notice him getting red about any and all...adult topics, as well as the aspect of relationships as a whole, so you're glad to know you're not making him feel awkward with this. It must come from a place of understanding the human self, as you know his past of trying to learn about it for his paintings.
You mentioned menstrual art almost out of boredom, like a fun fact you randomly remembered, but somehow now you're thinking about him, about the struggles of his own that he'd once put on paper, about how much deeper he is beyond the surface. He'd get those surprised faces when he presents the meaning behind one of his paintings, like they'd never expect such depth coming from the shallow personality of Vincent who seems to always keep a default tiny smile on his face. The passion hidden beneath is only unraveled to those closest to him and... you're glad to be where you are, resting your head on his shoulder right now.
Vincent lets out one of those small chuckles that make flowers bloom in your chest.
"Just as I ran out of red blood."
Blink.
You raise your head from Vincent's shoulder to look at him. He smiles at you, tilting his head, but you can see something bubbling underneath the surface, as if he's holding in his laughter.
You give in first so he naturally follows, reassuring with words too as an extra measure.
"I'm joking, sorry. The others said I should joke more often... something about being able to keep a straight face."
"They're right!" You say between fits of chuckles that continue to come when you imagine this conversation taking place. "Not because of the straight face, you're genuinely funny."
"Hehe, I don't get that often. Thank you."
You return the soft smile Vincent gives you, and you're being nudged into resting your head down once again. It's then that you notice.
"I think my tummy doesn't ache as much anymore!"
Vincent's gasp is barely audible, but this close up you catch it just fine. Or maybe you're sensitive about his reactions like that.
"That's good to hear. After all, laughter is the best medicine."
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arthurs-puppygirl · 3 months
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My mood going into the Vincent and soon the Theo route:
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minimallyminnie · 3 months
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Moonlight Sunrise
Summary: Vincent tells you how much he loves you and how he wants to stay with you.
Tags: Vincent/Gn Reader, mentions of others, hurt/comfort, mentions of bad parenting (Vincent), proposal, fluff, gender neutral reader!, spoilers for Vincent’s route, you traveled back with Vincent back to the mansion after that incident bc I can’t cope with Vin leaving Theo and William sniff sniff…., based off of Twice’s Moonlight Sunrise!!!
Just in case you’d wanna read it @azulashengrottospiano! Thank you for introducing the most greenest and sweetest person I’ve seen in romance games to me. I love my sunflower to bits <3
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“I don’t quite understand this feeling yet.”
Vincent doesn’t know why this emotion makes his heart feel warm.
It doesn’t feel like it’s choking him but it’s similar to a warm embrace from his brother.
You gave him this feeling…But yet just like always when he’s with you
Everything he knows just disappears from his head.
“It’s overwhelming but yet if I let go of them, I feel cold. Empty again.”
He let go of you once. Pushed you into your own world.
And to that, Vincent brought you into his arms instead. Close and tight.
This emotion, his raw and unbridled love for you is so powerful and strange to him, but he would rather take it all in pride rather than let you go for a single moment.
Gods. How long has it been since he’s felt this much love from someone besides Theo?
“Their smile, their eyes, their lips, their hands, everything about them feels so…wonderful.”
Ever so gentle, he loves kissing you. It’s addictive and sweet.
With gentle strokes of his brush, he paints your eyes. The most delicate of touches as he tries and fails to portray how dazzling and comforting your eyes are to him. It could never match the real thing.
He loves it when your warm hands cup his face or when they’re intertwined with his. Stroking tears away, just pressing kisses on his face or just watching as his cheeks turn a pretty pink from you just touching him. Vincent loves it.
And lastly, your smile. Oh he could ramble for days and days on end about why he just adores it. Vincent had the honor to see your first genuine smile when you first came to the mansion. And ever since then, he relished in every sweet and warm honey like smile you have given him.
“They’ve given me everything. No matter what. Even…even their blood.”
The first time you bled, Vincent regretted it so so much of how he just…took from you. Drank from your thumb without your consent. Even if you said it was okay later on, he hated himself.
The second time though, he bit his lip and tried to simply bandage your wrist but then you raised it close to his lips. You told him to take and he was shocked but listened. He was so gentle with you.
Even when you had no injury, you offered him your blood any time he was hungry and he was elated to find out that you didn’t mind. You wanted him. You meant the world.
So anytime he’s hungry, instead of suppressing it using blanc, he goes to his amazing lover to be fed. At the end of his feeding, he licks your wound and just smiles dopily at you.
“Despite everything that I am, despite who I am, they love me to the moon and back.”
He gets his bad days sometimes. Where he feels trapped and stuck inside his head. Where he hears the striking sound of a sharp gunshot over and over again.
Days where he won’t come out of his room at all. Not even eating when Sebastian brings him food. Not even when Theo, Arthur, or even when William or Comte come with concern.
You know this. He’s still a living being with emotions. So you bring both of your plates up and just eat inside his room. No words are needed. Just your presence.
If he feels okay enough, he’ll sneak his head out from underneath his blanket and simply lay his head on your lap.
“Because despite everything,”
A certain memory strikes in his head as he remembers having a mental breakdown from being reminded of what his parents told him.
“They choose to look at me with stars and colors swirling in their beautiful eyes.”
You were next to him in seconds. Holding him as you guided him to an alleyway to kiss his tears away and be besides him even after he calmed down. He sniffled in your arms and was about to give an apology before you kissed him and assured him that you’d stay by his side.
“I am forever grateful and honored to have such an amazing significant other like them. I want to stay by their side, to be the one to comfort them as they do me.”
Vincent watched one day as you just bit down on your sobs as he was painting one day. He dropped his paintbrush and immediately kissed your head with ever so gentleness. He’ll listen to you if , or just wait in silence if you don’t want to talk about it in the moment. The blond wiped away your tears as they flowed down, let you laid on his chest as you bursted out in tears.
“Because I love them. I love them. I love them.”
You smile at him as you watched the starry night shine down on his beautiful features and warm ocean eyes. Leaning again the flowered gazebo.
For an entire day, he spent time with you, and you just adored that.
But why was he suddenly saying all of this? You didn’t not like it but what was all of this coming from?
“I want to make a wish. A wish to stay by their side forever until…not until our last breath, I want to stay by their side for eternity. For however long they want me by their side. I don’t even know if they’ll accept but…”
….Wait.
Hang on.
It can’t be.
Could it?
A sudden gust of wind went through the gazebo, blowing petals off their flowers inside. The moonlight shining individually on each velvety piece.
But all you saw was Vincent on his knee holding your hand.
“V-Vincent?”
“I’d like to ask them. To ask you my starlight, to marry me. To please stay by my side through all our hardships. Through everything no matter how light or heavy it is. Regardless of what you answer, I love you.”
Again, you took his breath away and his head over heels as you tackled him with a hug and teary eyes.
He fell for you all over again.
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